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Every time it is much greater
Look at that
Ima knock it out of the park
Where we at
This album will become platinum
So much cheese
And then it will
The Commission (EXPLICIT) 120:000 BPM
Flow like 10 of me
Lyircally
Im the best on every planet
I will crush what you send at me
Too late now feel
bounce with her, puff a ounce with her, not wise, not with
Papi chill, get sloppy, get killed by
Blood streams the guillotine f'real, yeah
Pop bottles
the day we die
16
But just half a year has felt like a lifetime
Ain't no time to waste
Still on pace
But distractions get the fuck out my headspace
I can't
the P.O.P.
The "cash on delivery" at the "point of purchase" - don't I be workin?
Heaven and hell is standin next to you at the same time
Cuttin into your
UrbNet Records
Which is ran by Darryl Rodway
It was the first time I had my music out on the national level
Around that time I started doing my first
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
By the time you make one I'll be on ten
Hit the studio nigga, and do it again
To the beat y'all, and it don't stop
It goes on cause I don't stop
From ventures to adventures
Early morning malicious
In the evening night time
My entire day is Rediculous
Stop I need a moment
Take a brake from
Smoke
That's the day I was gonna cut ya throat
I guess my watch was broke -- cuz by the time I woke
I seen my watch was twelve hours late and I missed
The hammer don't hurt 'em days are over
These are the days of the payback, payback
I'm up on the hill lookin' down
Biggidy phat rap track number one pound for
People so mad
I went n got it by myself
Steady thinkin that i'm done
Hung my coat up on the shelf
Still workin on these riches
Ya
Workin on this
someone had told me before
Playing a short album or you on All Saints Day
Kind of My thing
Playing an album for you on All Saints Day
The Gateway's my
wengi still wana sema aty ni time tuna waste
Hawajui tunafanya ju ya passion
That's why hatu choki ku create
We navigate step by step
I'm sure kuna
consume all my time couldn't spent a day apart
19 had break down some shit I couldn't believe
The day before my EP release yeah I'm talking Christmas Eve
In
in time, you'll see the line
The line that's drawn between the good and the bad
See the blind man, he's shooting at the world
The bullets flying,
fuckin' way
But here I am, workin' in the studio
And your album ain't out because you're movin' slow
By the time you make one I'll be on ten
Hit the studio
upstairs to delegate
My time to record my EP
See homework was ignored permanently
Young kid with a big dream
Some say bigger than Martin Luther King
I say
High roller, but you wouldn't know it by the way that I rolled up
Career lifespan lookin' good, it ain't slowin'
One after another, man, I just keep
Hotspot
Any day now, dear IRS
I know, take your time
One week ago I created a new DeviantArt account as the Prophet Obblonge, and by the end of today
Will
rent
Time is rarely well spent
Time decides what kind of day to day life that you get
Time is sacred
Time is always what you make it
Time is traded by
Every day I'm dealing with addiction
It's hard for me to tell you what I'm feeling
I struggle every day, but then again,
It's time for me to hold
it on my own
Usually on my own vibe 'cause I like it in the zone
Oh no, oh no
Some days can be hard
Yeah I know, I know
I'm just tryna cleanse the soul
(WARNING)
(Yeah)
Pressure been reapplied
Killa always by my side
Demons always stay inside
Drugs make me feel alive
Ice when you pour the drank
I
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