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Rap 84 of the 83, ain't rhyme them and they end with me, 
How you pay to get in the club, and then hate on the pressure y'all pay to see
Now we got
I don't need no blue check to be verified
Step aside spitting killer verses mans its geocide
Where was I when the verse hit deep inside of your mind
why you usually lose
When ever I sing you admit it's true
It's the same Zip name solo and with the crew
The same smart ass mage who's living off
the wire
Can't wait for this year, signs tell me by this time, I'll have a
3.0, DA, Marching Pride, I got an album release and I'm still on the grind
Keep
& your not In the mood
The blessings is blue
The hatred is crue


I said hold up , wait a minute
Y'all thought i was finish
May weather from the village
by
Can you tell me why
Why everything gotta be about you?
Now you ain't getting love
And you see how much we do
This something we getting used to, damn
burnt by the 3 KKKs- 400 plus years beginning stage- 40 acres and a mule- where it’s at I’m confused- only country it’s a crime to send ya kids to school-
Guess who's who, this oovoo versus vimeo
Blues Clues with the verses
I got all these kids attention
Not to mention all these niggas in your mentions
a good summer for me)
New York, Big City
of Dreams'
To get by, cats doing plenty of things
"Y'all don't really
think I can be
hot in the club
Y'all think
before it fell out
Doing shit that rappers'll never do
You know I'm on that
So why don't I start by telling
You what was in my contract?
Make the type
don’t mess with you dudes why would I fuck with your tunes
When I started you thought it was easy you’re wrong nigga
Blue ticks is all you get from me I’m
 want expensive champagne
No cheap shit on rocks
The wind from Miami,  park right by the docks

They say, they say
Be careful what you wish for
They say,
With no back bone, send em back home to moan
I'ma open your head up by crackin your dome
It means your dead as fuck, when your casket gone
You want
With no back bone, send em back home to moan
I'ma open your head up by crackin your dome
It means your dead as fuck, when your casket gone
You want
own, own, own, own

It was like around '99 with
White wine in hand
Dancing silhouettes, blue Skyline
Neighbours had that Tuesday
Thursday night choir i'd
Brought the ting to Nina's album premiere
True, we gotta pass the opp
Block on the way there mum's back from work
I might have to bag up in the BnB
If you
I don't even smoke cigars but I'ma light up a cigar for this one
Just talk my shit yo
This wasn't originally on the album,
It just made it 'cause I
trying to find
Enchanted by the passing of the days
There's a reason why we all live again

I got 15 minutes to qualify so I'm gonna defy
All the laws
I knew you before I knew you
And I liked you before I would've liked to
Yeah, I had to drop a little Blue Clue
Just making sure you feel the same way

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