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Satraps () were the governors of the provinces of the ancient Median and Achaemenid Empires and in several of their successors, such as in the Sasanian Empire and the Hellenistic empires. The satrap served as viceroy to the king, though with considerable autonomy. The word came to suggest tyranny or ostentatious splendour.A satrapy is the territory governed by a satrap. more »

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Yeah yeah
Man hop in the Willy, I got some homies in Philly
They diggin holes in the city, he gettin' busy
He really one of the really good homies out back in the city
Back in the villy
Yeah now we getting giddy I swear we ain't poppin' no pillies
That ain't the dealie
I ain't gon' show my Achilles
I'm rookie but that shit is silly
I'm picking lilies
They for my mama she who pretty
She working to make it so easy
I'm talking deeply loving her children so much
that they growin' up living the dreamy
Life that she wanna live
Fucker they came and took her too quick
I ain't a bitch
If I ever meet the reaper gon' break all his limbs and get the f*ck off of my dick
Making me sick to my stomach
Thinking bout' being a puppet
String being pulled by a power who like to kill all of a sudden
Taken and making me kicking the bucket
Leaving me up on the summit
I don't even know how to balance a budget
I need a fam to give me a home
and make me come back and believe up in something
Man this for my cousins
The ones who took me in to give me a home
And giving me somewhere to grown and build up my throne
treat me like one of their own
Making it feel like a home, and I can go on, wearing my papa's cologne
Changing and fix up my tone yeah pick up the phone
Now I don't feel so alone
Yeah finally feel like I'm finding my zone
Finally feel like I'm finding a home
Finally feel like I'm back in my bones
Finally feel like I paid back the loan
Yeah finally feel like I'm off of the hook
Finally feel like I'm reading some books
Finally feel like I'm serving up looks
Finally feel like I'm cooking up hooks
Hop in the Willy, I got some homies in Philly
They diggin holes in the city, he gettin' busy
He really one of the really good homies out back in the city
Back in the villy
Yeah now we getting giddy I swear we ain't poppin' no pillies
That ain't the dealie
I ain't gon' show my Achilles
I'm rookie but that shit is silly
I'm picking lilies
They for my mama she who pretty
She working to make it so easy
I'm talking deeply loving her children so much
that they growin' up living the dreamy
Life that she wanna live
Fucker they came and took her too quick
I ain't a bitch
If I ever meet the reaper gon' break all his limbs and get the f*ck off of my dick
I blink for a sec and shit gets pretty real
Follow the rules but that shit ain't the deal
Breaking a promise I'm cracking a seal
I'm poking myself to make sure I can feel
I don't considerate or commiserate don't got time for that shit it ain't real
Imma just mitigate and go litigate till I'm maybe just making a deal
I ain't the best at the games they finna play
And I think I be switching the fields
You in my way you switching the lanes
You greedy and finna come grab on my wheel
Speaking in tongues yeah switching the words
I used to be a lil boy from the burbs
Now I'm a city man, who don't understand
What I'm doing and what is my worth yeah
The law is flawed with false facades
And men who think they really gods
Lords and kings been power sauced
And left in holes for rich to fraud
And poor to pick what's left from God
The rest been facing fire squads
Stop the cop from do they job
To keep the peace enforce the law
Listen up we falling back
Losing hope we off the tracks
Money get you what you want
But what you want ain't really that
Falling into mirror smoke
Losing sight and losing hope
Pray and think that life's a joke
We lose the noose and grab the rope
Yeah this where I'm at
I went on a tangent but now that I'am back
I'm losing my focus I'm spitting the raps
I'm losing my locus I'm spilling the facts
I ain't a poet I say what I mean
I am a lotus I bloom on the scene
I got a motive I'm giving them doses to try and go find my way out of the dream
I swear I ain't broken I'm fixing myself
Loaded with lyrics that speak for themselves
Get me to talking I spill the tea the beans I promise I don't need your help
Put me in the ring with the reaper
Couple of rounds and we gonna get deeper
Cut that man deaper than all the scares on my heart
When he came and took both of my leaders
So hop in the Willy, I got some homies in Philly
They diggin holes in the city, he gettin' busy
He really one of the really good homies out back in the city
Back in the villy
Yeah now we getting giddy I swear we ain't poppin' no pillies
That ain't the dealie
I ain't gon' show my Achilles
I'm rookie but that shit is silly
I'm picking lilies
They for my mama she who pretty
She working to make it so easy
I'm talking deeply loving her children so much
That they growin' up living the dreamy
Life that she wanna live
Fucker they came and took her too quick
I ain't a bitch
If I ever meet the reaper gon' break all his limbs and get the f*ck off of my dick

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