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to the bruddahs that see me grind
But still side eye, inconsiderate fiends
I get royalties split from beats
What's a track with a million streams
I rap as a hobby

popping 
Like a bottle of Dom
 He wanna beat it up
But I’m coo I but got the dome 

Self made yeah he like that 
My momma ran track back in school 
Daddy

splashing
Said Lyriclee Mr. let me surf a beat
And she saying that she wanna future wit me
Now she jumping wit me like 123
DMG CBC you know what it be

I'm

on the beat
You know I got the future
Featuring Lil Weezy
Do it for the rings
All the talent that I bring
These girls give it good
Give it good, you know I mean

13 Got my first Rollie
14 First piece of ass
15 I was skipping class
16 I was selling gas
17 I got my first car
18 Im on worldstar
By 7 years later

the second-guessing
Using my first mind just to attract and beckon blessings
The younger me died the higher me has resurrected
Without knowing the future how you expect

know in these streets
A dead end could be the lead can't trust everybody that you meet
Niggas leave you deceased living by the code of C.R.E.A.M 
Laying

the beats i made are daeres
Young producer, on the beat call me medusa
Pro seducer, since i got myself a diva
From the future, boutta blow sooner or later

the future
Thinking you cant get any cuter
Wishing you were by me all the time
Saying I'm okay but really baby I'm not even fine
These thoughts painful I wanna

Fuck these connections
Disrespect me
An I'll break ya neck b
I'm straight flexing
Pushing reps in
Bigger by the second
No attention to the wrong unless

and the beat was by Trackster
Title of the song was "Po Pimp"
I said, "Ooh, snap"
I told 'em I'm about to jack
Spit it funky like I'm a mack
I'ma come off

all night
Got a track down complete in verse
Been to beat doctor seen swag nurse
Now it's on a shelf like a pharmacy
My anti-depressant mp3
For whatever

Snapchat, rap the wack trap
These beats yeah I blast back
Future raps yeah her ass fat
Weed rolled in wraps fuckin' pass that
You know how it is
Homies in

Snapchat, rap the wack trap
These beats yeah I blast back
Future raps yeah her ass fat
Weed rolled in wraps fuckin' pass that
You know how it is
Homies in

This that beat they didn't want me on
I won't be long
I'm going strong
The song of songs
I'm phoning home
In my zone alone
I'm prone to tones

Back Again

Talib Kweli

Reflection Eternal: Revolutions Per Minute

2010

repetitive
Although I ain't your blood or your cous', it's all relative
I got a gang of rhymes
And Tones' beats is banging
We moving through the streets

City Playgrounds

Talib Kweli

Reflection Eternal: Revolutions Per Minute

2010

so repetitive
Although I ain't your blood or your cuz, it's all relative
I got a gang of rhymes and Tones' beats is banging
We moving through

Simple math you do know
We about to go big
Sumo
But I ain't eating meat
Fug what you think is coo bro
You deceived by the boule
I'm running with some bills

the time
I just be stuck on a loop and there's no goin' back
I look forward no way to resign
I was just fuckin' it up on the tracks 
'Til I hopped in a hole

confusin', I'm losin' my brain in this music
Who the fuck is stupid enough to produce a track by a rapper with no talent
Who has no room for improvement
It's

tell em
It’s been times we couldn’t see eye to eye mama
But through it all you was always by my side mama
Stood with me when I couldn’t stand by myself

your malleable
They'll turn from menudo
To a freak watched by El Mundo

You wanna rap
Make beats for trap
You'll make a track for pop in a snap
We could

by this arachnid
Is it Friday or the 13th
And this Jason's slashing
Ain't I bashful
Cause when I bash you
Treat you like trash too
You just a rat but

Poet King raps
Now I've done shows with people I've looked up to since back
In the basement by the tracks freestylin with Adam and Zack
I'm attached