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album baby, I came back around
By myself this time, back off the wall
Guns up in the air in the middle of the streets like blak blak blak, welcome

song, it is surrounded by reporters
Someone burst into a fire, someone went to eat some waste heat
Guys are eager for success, but they also know how

(Hey)
Let's go rest more get slowed
I'm like F hoes they mentored I'm petroed
Get blowed by your girl like red nose
And every single day I'm catching

(Hey)
Let's go rest more get slowed
I'm like 'f hoes they mentored I'm petroed
Get blowed by your girl like red nose
And every single day I'm catching

blood don't clam up 
Lay it all out 
On the altar or the album 
Now it's Heat only when my pen draggin 
Gon' Make the place move like pendragon 
Ya F&T

the griddy
Need to breathe, can you hear it
Need to breathe, for a minute
Spit some heat, for a minute
Spit some heat, don't get near it

Spit some heat

and exceptional
Ten of my first twenty albums are all collectables
You feel the heat when I'm next to you, truly legendary
Underground, undetectable

Please don't try me 
If you got dry heat

Cuz my heat'll
Leave you wet

Like the heat that I speak 
On a beat, when ya bitch hears me

Your rich ain't even

petty
I don't need the scope on my hand is too steady
They talking their shit but do wish that they met me
I'm bringing the heat on my knucks at the ready

into the deep end
By unpopular demand
But what I been through’s what I wrote through
I cuss, fuss, but courteous as fuck when I approach you
This album's

like first listen was ‘Heat’
But with the album on repeat it really grew on me
The 2 Chainz remix answered questions the comments
“Beyonce isn’t

of doom
Once I’m stunned
Taking everybody out one by one
This is the outcome, of the whole album
I’m am so proud I’m done, I’m done
One more time as we all

wack, they all see me
Warm up two like some hot car seats
By the end of this year, I'll buy a TV
I'll be on TV, on a tall HD
I'm living that life and I

Y'all really gone make me rap again
I'm off of flipping words I'm flipping acronyms
I need a challenge
This album proof I'm the Kid In Nimbus with

Is this the intro
Oh it's mid-album
Well I would like welcome you to the Last Chance Stu
You know the album so nice, that we had to uh
That we had

we sold fiends them caps
Now the beats claim tax cause they heat like packs
Fresh off the conveyer like new tarmacs
Grew up in a house where the walls

different, I'm going up passing you by
Looking for better sense and more control of myself I relapse but still yet I try
Never mind that I'ma still get a sack

days left but we're down to no
August that shit droppin you know where to go

Your record store to pick up that heat
Pay ya cash, sell pics of ya feet

stolen
I know he needs it, cause he's beefing', after he gets 'em, ain't no coming back
I'm coming back better than my last
I got six albums in my bag
He

through my hood village
Show cats Raiderz of The Lost album 
Prepared for the Spillage
I was on the mission field 
And I was spitting for real
Taking

Show cats Raiderz of The Lost album
Prepared for the Spillage
I was on the mission field
And I was spitting for real
Taking the Gospel message

15th and the 1st

Gucci Mane

Ferrari Boyz

2011

gon tie in
In the bushes they lying, ain't lying that's my word
By the end of the month, they left with them birds
Zoned off that purp, I'm slurring

Crime Life

DJ Clue?

Backstage: A Hard Knock Life [Clean]

1999

niggas albums, a lot about dropping
Fuck break dancing, our guns do the popping
We don't stop, we drop, shut it down
Rock the undergrounds, cock then gun

z
I guess by now you can tell you miss me
The baddest motherfucker in rap history
One to the temple put you out your misery
That's not an album