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would kill you
This is real and I swear it would Lose you
Don't get caught up
That shit don't concern you
Pass me the wrap
The filter the weed

can I do for improvin' it?
Ain't no baby, I'm ludicrous
Why am I doin' this?
I am the brutalist student
That's through with it
You are the stupidest

got it
Directly connected to what's in my body
This is my soul in musical form
Terrible storm nothing can stop me
None of you're judgments
None of all

walk, can't get in, I'll be gone for a bit
Kubrick when he posing the frame shot
Too sick with the flow and it can't stop
Pool stick to your head like I'm

granny crochet
Learn to flow state
Smoking on that
Ricky down by the cold lake
Trainwreck
Swim through the waters I filter
Smoking on that
Ricky down by

Escape this terror-vision screen
Everything tuns to nothing
Upgrade to repeat
Caught between zeros and one's
I can't eat
I can't sleep
'Cause I'm

the public be the judge of what's fake an real
Because you can't stop e
I'm the hottest piece in this underground swap meet
Much love to those that rock e
Much

Luxury. Irony. Siphon money from the poor; works by numbers and what's more
Money can't buy glory, so they will never stop. But we don't care about

pain any longer
Sick of this scent of yours
My tears can't change the mistakes we made
Pain's taking over, I cannot make it go away
Go away
Make it stop

opps
They got 2 choices
They gon
Die or die
Yeah
Side by side
Yeah, yeah
One at a time

Yeah yeah
I don't follow no instructions
Nigga this my life
Fuck

Tap the Bottle

Young Black Teenagers

Dead Enz Kidz Doin' Lifetime Bidz

1993

the supercalafragileisticexpialadoucious
You're commin to close to this, I get ferocious
Coax this rhyme, smoke this rhyme hype
When we rock it up on the mic, we rock the mic right
Pass

If I Could Change

Master P

Hip Hop Coast 2 Coast

1998

for my people, yet we don't know why
They cuttin' sistas off welfare, these kids can't eat
And it's the children like thuggish minds turned out by

that's rending my tendons
Bending this and stressin'
But nobody pays attention
Depression is pressin'
I feel compressed by the compositions they expect me

feel in the morning?
Like I need an intervention
God, I gotta make this shit pop off
Gotta keep working, gotta be top dog
Gotta be non stop, gotta be

understand the kinda storm 
That's it's been for me 
Sometimes I think God lined 
This up for me intentionally 
So I can be his son who shined 
Through

This the social anxiety
Yo they calling me extroverted like my filters got deserted
Overwhelmed by many people but the most pressure from one person

Filter X

Enter My Silence

Remote Controlled Scythe

2001

Placed in the most vulnerable place we can bear
Creating illusions which adhere from this moment to the last
What a perfect lie, maintained by

a fake nigga no realer
Can't trust these bitches they change by the filter
No newbies 'round me the whole gang in tenured
Real when I entered and great

I send you to conquer this backwater planet
And instead, you've grown kin to its
Feeble inhabitants?
Fine!
You think you can protect all of them from

really be capping I'm sick of the lies
I'm sick of the flexing so now I'm addressing the fact I can clearly see through your disguise
This new generation

Miami 
Or Staten Island 
Nevada 
Or Denver 
Or Chula Vista 
Or in Savannah
We're all screaming stop the violence 
So why does it seem one-sided
I can say

admit
That I attract it all
I need to stop this shit
Before I am the one
And don't I want to be
With someone chasing me
I like adversity
I like when

call me
That's on me filter out my homies
That's on god
On Yh
In my city, bada bah bah bah word to Mccy Ds
Stop loving it, because of it, lately I ain't

things I remember this was all a dream
No you niggas can't hang
You niggas ain't gang 
You niggas can't hang with the team
All of my bitches be mean
Wrist