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Swear It Like You Mean It

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Lucky Street

2011

Hands down I swear that I came so prepared to be here by myself
And I'd be just fine but most of the all the time you're with me on my mind
It's

the King
Do it for the King
Do it for the King
Man I do it for the King, man

You see this light I got
Imma let it shine
You see this pen I got
Imma let it

the King
Do it for the King
Do it for the King
Man I do it for the King, man

You see this light I got
Imma let it shine
You see this pen I got
Imma let it

always keep growing

AnxieTY
Always fighting ME
You will never SEE
How it is being ME

Boy I wanna change the game
I will never be the same
Gotta go

I just wanna be there when you wake up
Out here flexin cash cause we famous
Whisper in your ear that we made it
These is wet lil diamonds got em

fact 
Let me put you on to game 
Plenty to eat up in this lane 
Whether its cover songs 
Original work cuz the fame 
Don't really matter 
Come get

glasses
Shades on, pose for cameras
We may not quote your classics
But I can name one of my liaisons to provoke you bastards
Too strong for your cute song

Do the beat justice
keeping it clean not rusty
Keeping it fresh not musty
I love me some bread, but I ain't lusting
I'm gone be dead
before the day

driving me down

I've been running on empty what feels like a year
Getting chased by my old worn out pride
Fill my tank up with hurt, set my hate

abilities
How can you tell me I can't believe in the ish I done seen?
He's preparing me for the revelation, I'm staying prayed up daily
And I know that we

This ain't normal

I was told by my brother
You gotta pop off give in to the hunger
Don't tell nobody just stay undercover
Knock all their socks off

love the fragrance
You know them niggas be hating
But only real niggas know this shit patience
I just say it's been a minute
My niggas still a get ignant

where the love at
Vodka in her teacup, attempt to end her sorrow
Call the girls, then hit the club, it should be better by tomorrow
Stella heart is made

Dear Dirty Dublin

It was down by the markets I heard an ould song —
c balladeer's voice, above the loud throng —
He sang of his city, a place I

Before you fall let me take you on a trip
My zone on twilight lit
Iris fire off the hip
Hoppin angels got you feeling hip
On that, all I need is this

a fist in anger then you tell me I'm in rage
I'm a jitsu raised by the Gods
Every step I take is from the ancestors
Every little mimic every gimmick I

(Made this feature song a long while back)
(It's about how to cure heartbreak)
(The mindset and resolution)
(Of loving who you are of self)
(Beyond

and misunderstood were the kinder labels
But I would see you do things that the hardest people would
Quiet themselves and write fables
I was odd but you always made

Check One, Two

D.I.T.C.

Live at Tramps New York "In Memory of Big L.," Vol. 2

1999

Don't try to play me or you'd better play bingo
Or Monopoly, by Milton Bradley
I had to school another brother, but had he
Only took a second, and checked

getting paid
I was formed by Nature, not an organization
Or I was formed in a Matrix that I created
Either way it's all love, though
Either way it's all

earth got it by the pound

What you need baby girl ima lay it down 
We can kick it I got stamina and go for rounds
Put that pussy on a nigga try to make

it by the pound

What you need baby girl ima lay it down
We can kick it I got stamina and go for rounds
Put that pussy on a nigga try to make me drown

heard bout your song heard
I that shit flopped
Finna hop in a Urus and swerve
Pop me a perk and I'm off of the Earth
Yeah I'm soo gone
Ice on my neck call

And she shag on the floor
Now she looking at you
And she want a little more
Don't want to
Break a heart baby
But I got to go
Call me Jock Cousteau
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