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You’ll hafta excuse I’m a little off
So please pardon took a break from smoking the weed
My mind is racing like I’m Christopher reeve
I’m levitating

there's no way
No, I don't want you to stay
I can tell that you're fake

Back with the remix
These boys all my sons like Phoenix
(Pooh, you a fool for this

stop this shit
I make a cops wrist slit
It's always a crime 
When I speak my mind
That's why I spit these Rhymes
About killing people
Like I'm so damn

and some Macs all big gats
Then I went to see my connect like
"Where the bricks at?"
He made me spend, I paid for ten
But brought twenty bricks back
Then I

Cuz of my Knowledge
Block your maneuvers they try
When all your moves are Christopher Wallace

Dope as I wanna be
Second to none
Nobody's ahead of me

Outro

Drama

Gangsta Grilz, Vol. 12

2007

on my mind it was (Georgia) Bush

Now
I was born in the boot at the bottom of the map
New Orleans baby, now the white house hating, trying to wash

for me
What about you?
Okay
I mean, I got these posters on my Wall
I got Biggie Smalls, Mr. Christopher Wallace
Speaking flows that I never knew That

cnd it trapped me (yeah) in the dark.
I cross the line and won't look back.
But it is so hard to forget

Don't you wanna show me the truth? Do-on't you?

off of every new sound
Maybe I'm angry and maybe I'll drown in some sequins
Jesus, shine like a beacon
Back in the hallway, called me a freak then
Ditch

You so sweet you just like a
Vegan you don't want no beef
A shell'll make your heart go accapella
No beat like a nigga with no teeth
I don't bite my

cross me cause I keep a crucifix
Just cause it look good don't mean that it is a good look
But if the ass fat, imma look
I do it my way, no, I don't go by

the fuck is
That?" I'm just kiddin', i don’t look back
School y’all hoes, don't touch
My backpack, no textbook, i make my own maps
Christopher Columbu-Church

before, just strums
The guitar strings for all my siblings
Just follow when everyone sings

Brand New Heavies (Brand New Heavies)
And Main Source (Main

Di brinks truck we not giving up!
Oh no!
We not giving up!
We not giving up!
Ooh Noo!
Written by Christopher Chambers

rock this
Sikk kamakazi
Young John Goddard
Oh my gosh
I'm a god
Pay your honors
Woke up in the morning
Had to get a new view
Pulled apart the curtains

rock this
Sikk kamakazi
Young John Goddard
Oh my gosh
I'm a god
Pay your honors

Woke up in the morning
Had to get a new view
Pulled apart the curtains

drop to your knees
I'm bringing a new thing
Spit hard like Wu Tang
Bring the game back to how it used to be 
Like a boomerang
My God created everything

My flows on point but my mind is a broken temple
My life wasn't wrote in pencil if you know utensils
They traced my work of art and they chosen

Ah yeah, Hypnotize Minds, wassup Lil' Wyte, featuring Juvenile
Crash the mothafuckin' club, the remix
And it's goin' down for you hoes like this

through a true maze
I puff haze for days wearing new shades
Why is it rappers can't act they age?
Since it's abundantly clear inside my mind how these

Ruff Ryders Anthem [Remix]

DMX

The Professional

1998

shit for some coke and get the fuck out of Dodge

Guess you figured that my niggas, flippers, pullin' triggers
News team crowd around, tryin' to flick

cuz my mind ain't stable
This that new shit that I did without a label
This that new shit that’ll have you fuckin' grateful
Hit you ‘cross the head like

Superiority makes me a desolate stranger
Plus I'm crazy motherfucker like I'm touched by the angels!

This is not a good time to lose my mind
This ain't

think of you run my mind 
Heaven on earth, you an angel  
And when we apart it be painful

Can I pause and press rewind 
And take us back in time