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On my first LP
I shot my shot I invested in me
 paid for my promotions and my visuals
To make it in the D
I was eating 4 for 4s
Before I went 3 for 3

FV Till I Die

Hopsin

Pound Syndrome

2015

till I D-I-E, my nigga

Yeah, you behind if you don't know the power (nigga)
Product this shit the moment Ruthless started goin' sour (what?)
Niggas

that year on Halloween when people started doubting
That I'd ever be shit that'd I'd make it out of mobile housing
Yeah you heard the crucible you know

this shit
Refused to release basic rhymes that aren't intricate
Hip Hop embedded in my brain since 2001
2022, there's four albums I've done
Wanted

a teen 
But one day I discovered music 
You're influenced by whatever you choose 
So many so called artists out there abuse it 
If you got a platform you

and a half million scanned by the second week
Mother fucker I hit em up

[D12 and Eminem spit on the next few verses. Proof goes first...]

I'm from Detroit's

even trying
You don't scare me at all
If you did a drive-by, I'd wave!
It's so cute when you rap
It's like I'm watching my dad
Tryna use an iPad

straight trash
You hearin’ Tory singin’ and rappin’
You pay cash my album bought to drop, nigga
I'ma bout to pop, nigga
How I shoot guns and go platinum off

league

You D-league, boy you terrible
Like delinquents, so sorry peeping' tom
Yo ya'll some hot tamales But I'ma need to see some
ID's before I let you

my life 
By trick or treat 
My album drops in your sack
I speak freely 
Fuck all these dumb broad
Whorey females creepin on my shit
Can’t call me

y'all something to remember
Me by, this album then I'm saying goodbye
Now my people looking at me like, Why Lie
If I tell y'all the truth
You'd be

go wherever they go, we'll be 'round the world by the end of the month

And it's like Kdot, good kid, track 4
We gon' move everyday through the back

Misanthropy

X-Raided

Unforgiven

1999

I'm givin' it to you old school style, no album cover gimmicks,
No intros, no shout outs, nothin' but straight lyrics,
If you in your car buckle

Love You For That

Fredo

Third Avenue

the OGs could go sent to shop
The OGs used to give us burners then we'd let 'em pop
Have you ever set up shop and end up in a box?
And by the time you

baratine sous de faux prétextes
Lâcheté, ils se sont vendus et ils sont fier d'être acheté

Titre : Super Sayan
Album : Ulteam - 2021- artiste : 140G
Mix

the old folks home
Twelve hour ride to the same four albums
Brand new whip but the same old outcome
Same old songs in the young man head
On repeat, get

Turn the fucking lights out
I’m sitting here by myself
With a pencil tryina get the lines out
Of an empty mind in a night cloud
Full of doubt
Still

known for one night
They might betray you, might erase you after four years
I might go more in depth but I'd bore you my dear, uh
Going back to us, we

vision
Thought it'd be a straight line but the path is half twisted
Language has helped me navigate through many bad winters
Provided an escape mechanism

tipsy
John legend rookie album, we bout to get lifted
This weed bout to get lit, we gon be high as the tip
Of an asterisk, look in my eyes, ain't gotta

first deal, wasn't no mill
Barely had a dollar to my name and I was broke by day two
Doing all types of songs, they were jammin, don't get me wrong
But my

kid, non-conforming as can be
You'd be non-conforming too if you looked just like me
I have paint on my nails and make-up on my face
I'm almost emo

de conneries
By the way c'est Laurent Fortier, pour les rappers c'est Lary
Pour les jeunes filles c'est daddy pour la femme d'ma vie c'est mari
KEEP IT

conspiracy theories say they know I'm ok,
I'll drop seven more albums by my ghost from the grave

VERSE 2: SUFFA
I wanna die in Memphis like Elvis,
Senseless