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God willin’, top billin’
Ain’t no talkin’ while we filmin’
Cause I’m walkin’ on the ceilin’
I’m turnt up
My words slurred up
We the new wave
My nigga

gotta get my mind straight
Got my mind straight
Pussy on my mind state
Tryna make a million by the summer hope I find a way
Cant live life a slave
I'm

smoke bout a pound and they burnin' up
I got a drink in my hand and I ain't worried bout much
See, this shit too easy, man, this shit is just too easy
All

from past lives
And no I can't lie, or trial by fire be baptized
Calling my rap ties, hustlers, trap guys
House wives, tables bussers, and the most high

Home Sweet Home

Kool G Rap & DJ Polo

Live and Let Die

1992

Brothers on the corner sellin' junk 
got held up by the hotties got the shotties in the trunk 
You got the hard rocks wavin' glocks at the punks

I Don't Care

The Roots

The Tipping Point [Clean]

2004

false move and I'll blow you away

Superfans wanna run up on me sparkin' the ground up
You need to fall back, could be Narc's around us
You in a hot

I Don't Care

The Roots

The Tipping Point [Clean]

2004

Superfans want to run up on me sparkin' the ground up
You need to fall back, could be NARC's around us
You in a hot area for marchin' powder
If you holdin'

brothers they paint like Picasso

Only live once you know that's the motto
Cut him in half like a fresh avocado
These bitches gon' go like tomato, tomato

Body Language

Anthony David

As Above So Below

2011

brother he's knowing it's plain to see
She's waiting on you say is alright
All up to you make it alright
If you don't do it for yourself
Then please

Shit been looking rough, but i'm gon' live a better life
God gone hook it up, he told me in my prayer tonight
I been cooking up, it's pressure in

on the side extended clip
Grip the whip do the dash hit gas you bitches can not get these zips
Ducking dics mileage going up by the minute i57 strips
Make trips

hunters.
All heard the voice.
We gave them a choice.
Snap.
Even them.
Hiding in bunkers.

By now.
You all know.
Black lives matter!
Understand.
If not.
My

of failure exceeds
Anything that I've ever believed 
I'm cut from a different breed oppressed by the inner demons inside of me 
need to come up with my own

I get to Arizona
Cosplay Call of Duty simps 
Up in city hall
If it was Black Lives Matter 
That did it
Jake would kill em all
Kids lookin like Jake

flow inside it
Found a frequency
Now flow inside it
Now flow inside it, yuh

We that renegade music
Get used to it, its revolution
Im burnin

Yeah
It's Gibby
My bitch got a big base she can't be knocked down
And I'm praying on my knees she don't get knocked up
Got a Glock and a condom on me

it's burnin it up inside of me
It's not a prophecy but more like an apostrophe
I possess the power to pop off like an anomaly

A beast the beats I can

it's hard to live right especially when everyone is thieving to get by
Sitting by the sideline, watching all my brothers' timelines
Wishing lives could

crazy, red dots on you like chicken pocks
Yeah
Done a lot but still ain't done enough
Theres no competition when we huddle up
chin music, verses hittin

and fuckin weathermen
Kevlar versus letterman
Bet we get left deader than a lotta fuckin better men
Raise a voice, lower coffins
They do it often
Inoculated by

Make me cry
My waterin' eyes
Can't take the size of spicy thighs
Fire up the fryer
Sizzles singin' like a choir
They by preachin' I'm no lier
Burnin

by preachin' I'm no lier
Burnin' with holy desires
It's crispy
It's fried
It's classic
It's dried
Put it in your mouth and make your eyes go wide
Have

my purpose and
Learning to be at my best
Fuck a top 5, fuck an album cover
I'm just trynna make it with my brothers
I'm just tryin' not to think

loved by you
Everything you do, everything you do

Just one touch (away one touch away)

Oh my oh my love my skin is burnin' up
I'm in tantric overdrive,