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the further recordings in this album
If you like autotune, Handycap is incredibly sorry
And now you're all

Welcome to my asylum!
Align your mind the way you've

to halt me
But I can tell you that there is no stopping
Remix after remix
What’s Poppin, Options, Green Lights, ZEZE, stop it
And I put out an album too

I've been through some shit throughout the years they don't get it
Same ones who says they by my corner taking me for granted
They call my phone

This the part of my life
I like to call
Manifest
You know that part where
All the dreams you've been dreaming
They finally start to come true

(Hook)
I've been dribblin' past 'em obstables like Leo Messi 
Gotta blood of the Drukpa, Kalay Phabeysh, Excuse me!
Drukpa For life, goin' cray cray

the darkskin yout
Oh well, should've been watching
He was gone by the time that they clocked him
#merky, #skengman
What's the last one? yeah, #PROBLEM
They

When writing an album earned more than just half a Tesco's Freddo
See I've made about 1 pound 74 in my YouTube revenue
But that's no surprise when it's
0

To Me, To You

Jay Electronica

PRhyme

2014

I'll let Michael Jordan be my stylist
I'll rock one of them baggy ass Tracy McGrady suits
I've been poppin' since I was 5, that was in '82
Believe

would barely even feed us
But stripes on our back, and I ain't talking about Adidas
And When I have a son, his name could be DaQuan or Michael
But no

Michael brown 

Rip to many more that we’ve lost to the violence 

We can no longer be silent 

How can you not think this is not a problem?/

That’s part

kills black bros
You kill George Floyd, say you ain't racist 'cause told your friends you like Michael Jordan

I haven't been grateful for being alive,

We could meet at the hotel
I got told on by my closest dawg that I know well
Rap game turned to bunch of coke heads, bunch of old heads, couple new

at the Holiday Inn
If you ain't got no one (nobody), then go have some fun by yourself
But whatever you do, don't let the door knob hit you on the way out

Always repping but I'm never home
Trip to Vegas, man I should've flown
Strictly business when I'm on the phone
Terrorizing when I'm in my zone

a Tropicana and a sack to burn
Cause they've been waiting on my
Album like a tax return
I just got a new set
Put a knife to your skin got you screaming
Thinking

adversaries cry like hoes, open and shut like doors
Is you a friend or foe? Nigga, you ain't know?
They got me stressed out on Death Row
I've seen money, but

one of their albums (what?)
Eminem made a lot of commercials
For Call of Duty
But really doesn't know a whole lot about 'em
Michael Jackson secretly

chugging like I drink so fast
Got a man bugging when ur lips dont ask
Got an eiffel
Spit the blues like a rifle
Lit the fuse like I'm Michael
Homie I've been

clip
Who you know could fly by '05 then '06
When they see that new V the dope boys go crazy
Yeah, You know I still fuck with State P
Still fuck with

chere 
And y'all wants me to be forgiving out chere 
I'm supposed to live by Christian ideas 
But being homophobic could kill your career 
So I switched

Michael
In the bathroom just like George
I'm a man of a million opinions
I'm a girl of a million views
I'm changed myself every second
I wouldn't say that

that I record be savin' lives, I'm type important
If I shoot my shot (mmm, swish, mmm, Michael Jordan)
And if I get a lot (it came from the mic

Hyde's cover of "Careless Whisper" by George Michael. Sung in all his Engrish glory.

I feel so unsure
As I take your hand and lead you to the dance

(Hey)
Let's go rest more get slowed
I'm like F hoes they mentored I'm petroed
Get blowed by your girl like red nose
And every single day I'm catching