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thirsty, I swerve on that bitch like
Lambo mercy, lambo mercy
My team reign supreme, got the laser light beam
Don't pose for the flash 'cause we ain't saying

to the neighborhood
As we're walking there, my buddy and I get passed real slow by two cops in a squad car

Sure enough they pull a U-turn and stop us, asking us where

a homie name Jose aka tequila
Party starter 1800 man you cant beat him
Patron shots by the min Brandy think I'm cheating
But I like my drink dark and strong

now, remember the first you hear this I want you to feel me
It was in '03 when my momma gave birth to me
I just turned 18
By the time I'm recording this

suspicions
Don't tell me
What is this
The anthem of a villain

Don't tell me
What is this
I think I have suspicions

They told me my last album just seemed

don't believe rap is an art
Wake up, shake up, hypocrite look alive
Blastmaster KRS-One will revive
Four or five million still deprived
When out

on to the next
The beat made by Goat, Z-O-6 And I'm riding The coast
I'm finna get rich, so let's have a toast She can't Even breath cause my dick in her throat

Family Don't Matter

Young Thug

Beautiful Thugger Girls

2017

Smokin' Backwoods and moving bags
I was getting protected by my savages
Yellow school buses that's a Xany
Causing me to sleep and I ain't plan it (yee

back them folks thought I was gon' lose

How many lines in your cup?  it's bout two
If I lose one more partner, then I'ma be doomed
I cant marry these

nervous
Tried to say it nicely but they never heard us
I only want the truth don't bother trying to big-word us
Or small-print us because we're some

Got Ur Self a...

Nas

Essential [Clean]

2013

And when I see you I'ma take what I want
So, you tried to front, hope ya (got yo'self a gun)
You ain't real, hope ya (got yo'self a gun)

My, first album

Got Ur Self A...

Nas

Greatest Hits [Clean]

2007

[Verse 1]
My, first album had no famous guest appearances
The outcome: I'm crowned the best lyricist
Many years on this professional level
Why would

i don't care this year
A lot of albums is whack this year
"Will KRS bring it?" Ahh yeah!
Thanks for the invite
It's just about to get hype
That

to reach it's by design
'Cause I'm so sick of these hoes
So I never pick up the phone
But I barely look at my phone in the first place
So don't take it

some things, get it by any means
I disappear then reappear with a new scheme 
I got fans now, I got fans down
Who can't wait till the album's out 
I

of a paper cup
Something flew by, looked like a lightning bug
But I say firefly
My mama said if I could reach then I could touch the sky
And now I feel so

harder to play me
Than to fiddle backwards
Don't act like you knew my tactics
Cause when it hit's the fan
You know I stand last
I see through your true

your career and leave you drowned
Congrats on the 10k albums sold
How many did you sell yourself
You sold out for a quick buck chuck
But it won't last

on his chin
What about the rest
So what about the rest
I don't even need to flex
I just want the fucking cheque
What the fuck mean I'm not supposed to do

craving ZaZa
Call me papi not her dada
Turning pennies into quarters
Step by step improve my net
Cut off friends I'm closing borders
Lost my bitch I cannot

or she'll bounce
How's she gonna think you're smooth if you got drool in your mouth?
Don't allow me to deceive you with my devious tricks
Never seems to be

take u out to come up quicker
Try to paint a pretty picture
Surrounded by ugly figures
She say I do too much
Already high why I'm bout To fill up my cup

hope he chillin on the cups yuh

Yuh 2k feet off the ground, they playin 2k inside of they houses, I get to grindin
You just be joustin, you playing

of social media
Don’t want to spread the truth to come out like a encyclopedia
Wonder why I make love songs when I have love for myself
I know that I’m single