Richie Branson — Imperfect Cells

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[Intro]
(Shi, san, ni, ichi)

[Verse 1]
Let me clear my throat I got some words to tell
Got my shit together now I’m out the turtle shell
All my life I thought that I had perfect cells
And when I found out that I didn’t that shit hurt like hell
Uh, hol’ up. Shout out to my surgeon
Without him I don’t think that I could wild out on these verses
Risin’ to the surface had to keep my eyes on purpose
Now I’m never running out of bars like Verizon service
Switchin’ up like Sprint «Can you hear me now?»
My voice ain’t the same, I’m just trying to feel it out
When they wheeled me out the doctor’s office I was feeling proud
Til’ I got that first bill, it was 50 thou
Never stressing over money I’m just glad to be alive
Guess I gotta role to play, not talkin’ ’bout Persona 5
Sorry for the wait, I just had to take my time
Drill breaking through the sickness now I’m racing to the sky

[Chorus]
I’m not perfect, I’m not perfect
I’m still working my way back up to the surface
Sometimes you gotta go through hell to find your purpose
I don’t fuck with negativity, bitch I’m allergic
Look, I’m not perfect, I’m not perfect
I’m still working my way back up to the surface
Sometimes you gotta go through hell to find your purpose
I don’t fuck with negativity, bitch I’m allergic

[Verse 2]
I appreciate your patience, I was just a patient
Medication had me faded that shit felt like a vacation
Still remember when my album was the most anticipated
Now I be surprised if anyone remember what my name is
When they hear me on a track they like «oh its so and so»
Everybody call me king now I don’t even hold a throne
When they told me I had cancer, that shit hurt me to my soul
Hope my daughter doesn’t get my less than perfect chromosomes
Look, No Adderall but I’m focused now
Moved my family to Oakland now
I’m still holdin’ out for good results on my ultrasound
Can’t smoke an ounce but I still roll up in low amounts
Now I’m showing out, talk shit like a motherfucking troll account
Not perfect…but I’m hopeful
Treat my daughter like a good father supposed to
If she needs to pay tuition, instant transmission like Goku
Whippin in that Maserati drifting like a Hachi-Roku

[Chorus]
I’m not perfect, I’m not perfect
I’m still working my way back up to the surface
Sometimes you gotta go through hell to find your purpose
I don’t fuck with negativity, bitch I’m allergic
Look, I’m not perfect, I’m not perfect
I’m still working my way back up to the surface
Sometimes you gotta go through hell to find your purpose
I don’t fuck with negativity, bitch I’m allergic