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Got 2 bottles of water by my side
My doubts in my left and my pen in my right
Not ready to choose, I am borrowing time
Do I slaughter the mic or do I

a timeshare somewhere
Rock bum wear, beach chair, write a book each year
You can write yourself out of your blessings
Wreck your Lambo the first day just by

gay that's cool, but be gay
And come on out and be that
Don't be standing in front of us
Acting like a straight up G

Ayo, I break bread, ribs
Hundred

Living inside my superstitions coming out of ghost town
This song started as an album story
About a boy kidnapped by aliens
One hell of an allegory
Each

Our songs would play in the car
White album knew it by heart
We would get lost from the start
Driving on the 1
Going a hundred and three
Never took

don't got time to give to anyone who's a foe
Just competing with myself
Steady going toe to toe
With my reflection
Introspective when I'm walking through

at night
She want to tell me something what she told, 
She told me that she love the life that i chose
She makes me want to pull out my phone
And write

I can't at least I know I tried
That "what if" would tear me apart and hold control of lonely nights
Holding mics don't think I'll ever stop
Fiending

night he thought your battle was a wreck
Wait, you’re gonna ignore us? I’m perplexed
We’ve all sent you a message and left us all on read
Damn, I’m really

of Cawdor coming for the king, bitch, better look out (Oh)
Then I told them I had album of the year they said it was profound
Listen to the sound (what, what)

a kiss
Tell her you'll be home soon
Come to the gate when I pull up on the drive
I don't care if it's rainin' or not
We get chased by feds
Everybody in

Back in my bag I'll be honest it's pretty nice
Work till the morning its back to the busy nights
Staying up late I don't ever have shitty nights
I

People sayin' it's a horserace

But I let 'em all win for their self-esteem
Cuz my album's on the shelf, by itself, you see

I don't help for free, I

Norris, I'm just ropin
Mona Lisa moaning, while Leo's headed off to Florence
Don't mean to brag, she threw me off with her gag
He never leavin her side, he

album instead of setting up my next show, I
Guess I'm lazy
My life is a movie, play that music all night
They know when I do it, I'mma do it all right

Brown Paper Bag

Fat Joe

We the Best [Clean]

2007

all ready know what it is)

Thank god for those days, thank god for those nights
Though it might seem wrong thank god for that white
They use

the night i whip my car with no lights
Waiting for you cross by with a bike
I’m not alright i do not like anyone who Don’t like to fight
Never met anyone my

Boston
I'm back to win, don't beg your pardon
Had my wins, I had my losses
So don't say that I'm a novice, woa-hoah
Made an album in a day from a state so

Verbal Murder 2

Pete Rock

Soul Survivor, Vol. 1

1998

bring? Nothin' but pain and one in your fuckin' brain 
Ain't nothin' changed since the album, I'm still wildin' 
I'm still violent I've been waitin' for

you sold me that CD it was fire
Actually brought me to tears
By the way when the next album coming out
When you dropping another album
YoReL man, when

momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good
Tell the homies I'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods
Seen a show with Marvin Gaye last night, it had me shook

Yeah, it's CMG the album, nigga, you know what I'm sayin'?
History
You ain't never seen this many gangsters in the same squad 
You never seen this

B.B.W.W. x Fake Show

Tory Lanez

Memories Don't Die

2018

Yeah, bought a new white Wraith, last night, nearly crashed it
Spinning out on the highway, 720 in the ass
Bad bitch in the passenger, seen her

Uh, hold up smoke something bitch, uh, uh
Everybody want to know why the album was late
I was waiting for whitey to
Get fucking paper straight
I'm