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Yeah
I don't know man
Mighta found that sweet spot
Baby
Can you check yo seat for me
Is it official
They don't
Know no
Better
Do they
When I
Do this
You say
Doomsday
Hooray
She say
Money funny
I'm tryna get like DeRay
Off the top I got like four way to get too paid
Hold on
Lil bit harder when you smarter
Go harder
Than a rod in a daughter
Married the game
Then I tossed the garter
Screaming me too before I f*ck these charts up
They ain't gotta want some
Strong arming them like I'm Arnold
Before I harm her
The safe word is Wakanda
Now give me death or give me freedom
I know people they bleeding
We bleeding from violence
They bleeding for diamonds
My whole life in rhyme and reason
Gotta give death or give me freedom
Yeah
They gave us chains
Now that chain is on me
On me
Say the only difference is
Mine came with a piece
Now what I learned from prison windows
What I seen was og's
Who told me I can make it
When niggas don't make it on these streets
I can turn my swisher sweets
Caviar and quiche
And we can switch the suites
Until Egyptian where we sleep
I have nightmares
When I see them white sheets
The police
On killing sprees
Like if you prick me
I don't bleed
Now give me death or give me freedom
I know my people they bleeding
We bleeding from violence
They bleeding for diamonds
My whole life in rhyme and reason
Gotta give me death or give me freedom
Yeah
I turn my girl into Khelisi
My world into Medici
I took my view of lakeside
I turned it into beaches
You know fear is only weakness
Only practice if I preach it
Too many lives at steak
So I ain't thinking about no vegans
Maybe I switch the sequence
I'm searching for deeper meanings
And we celebrate Juneteenth
For every slave that's got they freedom
I'm delight
Like a beacon
I am decent
Not a deacon
But I die
Before I doubt what I believe in
Yeah
You know I'm known to show up dressing like its Easter
You know you never ride with niggas for no reason
You knew
When you threw me on
This one beating
Somehow that conscious nigga make it sound like freak nic
What happen to my artistic freedoms
I cannot rule the territory
Most the kings dumb
Be like
Parumpump parumpum
Papumpumpum
I take a chicken
And I beat him with his own drum
See I can give it to you
You don't want nun
Take yo ass to David Busters
Wanna have fun
Uhh
I'm not here for your amusement
My people bleeding leeches
And I'm their transfusion
Now give me death or give me freedom
I know my people they bleeding
We bleeding from violence
They bleeding for diamonds
My whole life in rhyme and reason
Gotta give me death or give me freedom
Yeah

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