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tryna reprint it Just bought a brand new crib, I still got room for all my sneakers Ain't said a got damn word, I still hear music out my speakers Yo
Copy machine, couldn't reprint my ? My new style, that I produce now's beyond two-thou' I knew how, since a juvenile, to make a ka-pow When
around us Reprint our souls throughout space
the money Follow the money Like bees towards a jar of honey I’m not a journalist But I can backtrack facts If you just reprint a piece Then you should be
to get it all together And ill never stop trying to get better Ive been cursed since an infant Maby god made a misprint reprint Im a keep pushing for
my skin You'd think these words are dark And I am about bleed out But we are all a reprint of Something we call a past I've been busy watching the rain
lynched We re-writing history from the start This the reprint Every issue dismantling negative frequencies That the way too weak to intervene Pushed agendas
Stop all of these secrets Your receipts, I want a reprint, from the weekend, (Weekdays too) Ya' lying and ya skeemin' Never home, while I'm here
Treated this beat like a boat and sank it Excuse me, you’re nothing but a blank disc Just another reprint living in the Matrix I want to say ‘Fuck You!’
im D.O.A. (dead on arrival) Get a ghostwriter rip out the chapter Reprint the book and burn the master Words are weapons I gotta say Hate the kid who
need a tissue They say problems are like magazines Everyone's got an issue Well they gave me a reprint Cause this is nothing new Another tally
a scamming legend Fuck the imeachment A girl with a peach went To the strip club for them niggas appeasement Bank gotta reprint money in a sequence Cuz
the timmies are done He'll buy their cards and hold No card is safe, no format stable As reprint sets destroy your singles Old Man Rudy told you so... Reserved
head up through the storm reprint to God I had to listen How'd I spend a quarter million dollars all through the pandemic Having problems with your money
is safe, no format stable As reprint sets destroy your singles Old Man Rudy told you so... Reserved List to the Moon Soon may the TacoMan come Creepy
the original, not a reprint I'm the owner, star player and the GM Runnin' plays in these v3s Got two pairs but I need 3 Anti like RiRi, I'm eating Pad Thai
that she gone spend the night and give me hell of a brain 2 hoes at the same time Thats the sequence Real racks I ain't never trapping off the reprints
And the disposition that goes along with them And I'm gonna restart Kodak To reprint all those moments that you have tweaked This was always how it ends No high 5s,
to the bone That I can admit it You're finer than most lemme reprint ya ticket I'm liking ya post I give you a mention To get your attention like making a toast
for that im sticking to the code/ can never reprint mode or mimic me or break the mold/ Step in my palace i puff challis till my flow is cold/ might
hard hard hard To love you and you know it a lot I'm a frank lloyd wright And my buildings collapse over night I'm a blueprint i'm a reprint I'm
talking fabrications Only talking real lost a few Relationships because I was distant Broke some more till there was none to break Everyday it's a reprint
The bindings of books in reprint It didn't stop the soldiers from putting Two bullets into the ass of Fredrico Garcia Lorca, or stop Idi Amin, Ethnic Cleansing,
your all loving God, well, he don't give a shit More bombs Business as usual Guns, shares and prayers The onlooker's manual Reprint Share the same,
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