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Inspiration
Where are you
I've been waiting
Where are you
I've been patient
Where are you

Planned to take a break from music and I wrote an album

Freeze my heart locked in a ice box minus 30 degrees
I'm on my sub zero shit I be letting it breeze
Just made my album in a week I did that shit with

And bro, I'm like so, I'm so like, I'm so like
Lookin' forward to your album
I'm so, cause I sow how hard you worked for this album
I'm like so,
So excited

Yo, I've been sat back, relaxed with rap, I almost let the passion pass
Procrastinating rapping Have them asking where the album at
So fuck it, y'all

Yo, I've been sat back, relaxed with rap, I almost let the passion pass
Procrastinating rapping Have them asking where the album at
So fuck it, y'all

Intro/Bomb First (My Second Reply)

2Pac

The Don Killuminati: The 7 Day Theory [Clean]

1996

In today's music news, the ever controversial Tupac Shakur has
Just released another album under the alias Makaveli
Music insiders are running wild

of prophecy 
And the offspring 
Of primordial nothingness 
Existence shall decay back into Void 
He is Zair the black angel 

Fresh out my casket 
I'm casting

Still fucking haunts me
How I thought you gave me offspring
The first motherfucking time that we bounced on the box springs
You said to take

ahh huzzah)

Time to go bananas; lose control of manners
No sophistication; know the hit that's playing
S'posed to make you go ape and I
Give permission

out, we lookin for Ops
You think you can talk?
Your Mama, she tops
I'm fucking with aunties and maybe a sister
Put out a hit on kids who whisper
Don't

think I'm a Cowboy Beamer M3 and they sitting on some alloys
Black Boy King, diamond ring, and you know it bling Moving right to left, hypnotized by

a drive by this 
That new wave you better duck dive
Lyrical combat hit em like Jiren double tap 
To make sure they don't come back, shi shi ny ny
I'm only

shooter Jus bought a new pet that be flyin Round
Them wings in it huge I can imagine you pecked by the shit it be popping Out

Got in my bag if you don't

amounts to
Subtract the time taken away
By each night and each day
Minus the cheap thrills
And expensive bills
And it doesn't add up to much
I'm left still

even call me by my name, yea don't address me
Uh what
I just tatted on my ribs, I don't need no closure
I just need the drank and the Marlboro, just keep

really mad at dude
Fuck that nigga
He neva gone give you
That feelin I give to you
And you know it's true
Shawty go head
Want ya cut em loose
Hit my line

for the last five
I dunno probably working on my dad bod
Shit exhausting tryin' to raise my offspring
Hit the links try working on my golf swing
Nah

walk through the valley, need a rider by my side
Tryna limbo from the lies and they often wonder why
I have no piece or love for thee cause all they ever

Tripping on the wind so you have another gin
In the meadow by the road where you're trying to fit in
'Mongst the feathers and the Hawthorne, wishing

all by my lonely I'm makin' the calls like a ref
Keep to myself on occasion but you know I'm in the booth
Where I be
You cannot say eight hundred

the fence)
This one is a hit and I'm aiming for the fence
Don’t put me in that game
I’m gon’ turn into a massacre
I’m down by a lot
I flip the script quick

i seen ups and downs hit
but i aint never heard him sound the way that he sounded
it really caught a nigga by surprise, i was astounded


he a real

Rap Like Me

Too Short

Short Dog's in the House [Clean]

1990

even up my sleeve
A million albums sold and it?s hard to believe
Well it?s true homeboy, it?s not a lie
I used to sell tapes on sunnyside
I used

as you dominate my personalized playlist
You're my favorite track on the album
Skipping through all the songs, but when I hit yours, I'm like "Yo, her beat