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Yea Yea Yea!

Humans, but they Demons
Walkin' 'round, I seen them
Came from the crumbs of slums and
Grew around drugs and guns

Bloodline, we the ones
Bet myself and take the plunge
Always power to the people
Faith in Allah, there's no equal

Feel like Kyrie with the needles
Deathrow Records was my Beatles
Always stay dressed to impress
Want it all and nothing less

The only aim is success
So I detached myself from the stress
Man, it's great to be king
Wouldn't rap if I could sing

From the summer to the spring
You know I'm gonna do my thing
Always grinding on my hustle
Always gotta keep some muscle in case they wanna tussle

Not saying Bobby Lashley, But it will hurt you badly
Game like Milton Bradley
or LaMelo with the alleys, Life has peaks and valleys
But if it's your life or mine, I will kill you gladly

So take heed or
I guarantee that you'll bleed
I'm always smoking weed
Cause it's something that I need

These bitches....
I would never trust
Got enough testosterone for both of us

Milwaukee is my home
Know everywhere off the dome
So I know where to roam
But I still gotta keep the chrome
Been crazy since a gnome
Aint shit changed except I'm grown

R.I.P. to my mother
The sweetest person I ever known
Time waits for no man
Everybody on this land
At some place at some time
Will have to face God's plan

Known to keep it real
Problem with you it will spill
Out through the conversations...
I'll give my observations
That's why I'm in altercations
Ain't no waiting patient
Gotta make a statement
Especially when the shit is blatant

Young cats talking slick
Saying we too old to rap
Acting like we 83 and still
Nothing's wrong with that
I'll still snap
After applesauce and a nap
Cats always saying cap, same time
Trying to cap our goals At an early age
When the Rolling Stones is still on stage
But rap's got a cage?

I'ma do it to my grave
When I blow like a grenade
I don't want a serenade
Acting like it's all a shock
Better yet go buy my stock
I'm like Giannis on the block
Side to side with my Glock
(Yup!)

Concealed Carry

Think you got the drop
But you the one
Who end up buried

Used to smoke Garcia Vegas
Now I'm stuffing raw papers
Been smoking since there was Sega
When Chocolate Phillies was my savior

The government is a failure
Used the 13th amendment for free labor
Then put crack in the hood like it wasn't nothing major
9-11 was a game changer
Truth is we're in danger
For blacks this world isn't tailored
(Why?)
The color of your skin determines your favor
(Ok)

I'm a prime example that is just a myth
Black men are bad fathers
When we got a gift
Listen close
I be spitting shit
Got this is in my soul
I would never quit
My flow is like a journey
And you coming with

THOTS can keep that used
Hole, I never hit
Even if a BBL comes equipped
I can't believe that shit exists

But I'm known to smoke that killa green
Good with knives like Wolverine
We got the shit like the Marines
That leave you stuck like figurines
Then blow your ass to smithereens
When I'm on the scene I stay clean
Like I was on a movie screen

Go to the extreme for some cream
But I'll never worship green
Only real ones on my team
Reaching for the American dream

But everything ain't what it seems
My flow is like a ravine
No feelings like a machine
MiLTown MoBB is the regime

And I reign supreme
Plus the jewlery will kill your self esteem
But try your luck I tote a beam
That will rip through your spleen
Like your body's made of screen

Rhymers Block

MiLTown MoBB

Yeah!

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