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am the crown
Bend the knee
Fat pussy energy
Come up off killing niggas
Black Roxie Hart
X'd them lames out my circle
Found my center like darts
Sippin'

broken-hearted
Every day they beat me to a pulp and then retarded
"What's the cost in him? It's just his autism"
10-year-old me threw up his fists and the point

Had to get back to the bag, assisting the team like steve nash 
I swear all these rappers is trash, kill em off now they are dead im deadass
I had

you it’s sweet. Like the
Fruit from a tree. Layin on my chest
Tellin me your daily troubles. Get the 
Knots out your back massaging wit my
Knuckles. Got

The city I
Come from

So small
We all

Robbed
The local
Mall

Where
Gangsters and scammers
Cover the corner

The neighbors

Don’t touch em like
There

swear it's sticky and potent
You know one hitta, I swear that I know ten
Get my man on the beat we like Trunks and Goten
You a steppa for real how

just stay at home and write
Ain't got the time to party when you sign up for this life
You celly too much you'll get blinded by the lights
My old girl's

puttin' it down, Bond on my sound
Niggas who playin' around, just hit'em with forty four rounds
Apparently they be nervous, they reluctant of me
And so

even see that you're bottom of the list
But the bottom of the list never get the gist
That they're governed by the top with an iron fist
Ten toes hands

machine I wan em foreign
Bring the yansh and put it on me
Standing on my ten toes feet
Cus my son gotta eat you pussy niggas cant even fit
I swr on my life

hata, knock em out wit my punchlines
Caint let my demons get the best a me
Gotta go foe what I know so pmw ‘s the recipe, let it breathe 
(let it breathe

be tweaked up
Hit it from back once more
Take another sip now I need her
All up on my body for some more
Lemme get a body then I smoke
That's why ima

granite 
Til the ducking globe getting trotted by the family 
Til the ducking strobe light shine on me dancing 
Til I get the gold and the  pot I demand it

a rat hoe
Me and gay sis just the same we keep a strap on
A get a nigga X'd out
Put holes in em tac toe
If it was really that then what the fuck you go

trynna talk, no time for conversation 

Plotting on a show overseas pussy wah gwan 

Get hit with the pack send it back when it's all gone 

Shout my

breaking yo back while you loving it
Stop with all that fuck shit
I just want you by my side
Like let's be realistic, you know I'ma hit it
I got some

why I get confused when you run from me
That's why when ya world falling down you shelter up under me

That shit be like that some time
By the way I

I'm making money I ran it up 10 times
Hate on my chrome and I hit 'em with .45s
Demons they coming I see in the moonlight
Machiavelli, no time to talk,

baby stay dope like off whites
Smash like I'm fresh out the pin
My girl got a girl they both tens
From birth all I do is win
With mom's on the block

Spark to hop up out the cut
Say we sticking up
And he gon hit em up
Fast shit
Custom design from 3 he into fashion
5 percent on my tint
Sport on my whip

show me
Talkin' bout me you don't even know me
And you never will finna kill em slowly
Finna put him in a blunt
Went to X Games cause I like to stunt
Hit

to beat
Just taking my problems to prayer and lay em at your feet
And though Im hit by winds and the rain you the only thing I see
And even if I sink into

soccer, but I been back and forth inside the field
I'm quick as hell, I'm on my feet, I'm showing em' something rare
Kitchen got a island in it, 10 foot

Roll Me Out A Red Carpet I'm Fly As Shit
My Diamonds Hit
They Asking Can I Take A Flick
Ok Cool Just Make It Quick
I'm Khalaezzy Game Affiliated
My