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the Eagles
I'm a big dog, pussy boy, you a beagle
One to two rounds, I hit you with the Deagle
A villain at home, I'm the resident evil
Your money short,

It's coming for earth this time
And it's moving at a dashing speed of 2000 miles an hour
The end we've always dreaded ladies and gentlemen
We not

niggas funny
Y'all should be in comics
You rat, is my Cartiers
The reason I ain't see you coming
I'm J.R.
I'm a legend, you should take a picture
200K
Way

it's relevant
I gave this money a home I let it settle in
Give this bitch the rock then roll, heavy metal shit
Attitude hell, pussy Heaven sent
Animal

wentworth
I'm coming for it all, Oh the gall he want the works
Ima make it wit the team but I ain't gotta make it first
Cause every young nigga tryna make it

British shiv

Send your KGB and the secret services
Putin, I'm coming for you
Too rushin, you cuz you're worthless
Thought Sputnik was a legend
But I'm

a ride I need a ride
I gotta go
I need a ride I need a ride
Im coming back home
The city that Im in it aint built for the poor

Gentrify the hood
Gentrify

to the pit boss
Rick Ross on the hit list
I ain't coming' for him, he a legend that I'd like to make a hit with
6 crickets in my pencil case
Penned a bunch

what happened to the ruins, what happened to the natives
What happened to Egyptians? Conquered by the cavemen
They preparations was doomed cause they

it's relevant
I gave this money a home I let it settle in
Give this bitch the rock then roll, heavy metal shit
Attitude hell, pussy Heaven sent
Animal

a second
This beat I'm bout to wreck it
When I die going out a legend
And I'mma smoke with dad when I get to heaven
I'm Living life  with no  regrets

caught
By the six two Cs
Aw shit Aint no telling if he made it alive
Give me what I want
Nobody hurt
Put them in the dirt
Made a move that they didn't like

the credentials bro, I'm two plus two, four by four, eight times eight
Scraping 16 off the pages, you minimum wages
I'm like a thousand dollars a day, what more can

stuck in the john
I trying to relax
I'm taking ex-lax
I've so stressing out
There's zilch coming out of me

Tell me
Why does fast food make me so

the Gospel of John.
Yes, the Lord's my shepherd.
What could be better?
And my home is a mansion in His house forever.
Cool!
Death ain't nothing, so I'll not be

the Gospel of John.
Yes, the Lord's my shepherd.
What could be better?
And my home is a mansion in His house forever.
Cool!
Death ain't nothing, so I'll not be

these childhood threats
Then I'm coming for you in your home
Take a step in the night
'cause something's not right
You call for your friends
Find a head

spilled on the sand
The fate left ever reaching
The lives left in my hand

The daze, the legends, coming true at last
The melding of the future with

My grand daddy's grand daddy
Was a Carolina son
Born to a preacher man
cnd born to hold a gun
clcohol was outlawed 
When he came home from war
Money

she like how my style is
I'm the man in my city i done put on
And i pass to my bro like a football
I ain't neva been tricked by a bitch only thang she

no cigarettes!
And everybody is hiding an old black gun
Another day is passing by but they're still
Waiting for the sun
Little John is on his way
Back

Riding passenger I'm coming pilot Pistol tucked in my coat pocket
A lil nigga with no remorse
I'll shoot a nigga with no problem I'm making cash

her
Wrap her ass up, send her back to her man(Go home)
We was lil niggas riding strikers, talk about money
Man I can show you the plan
Band on his Head

the time
John just got a new BM
Throws himself around causing mayhem
Has no intention of coming home
His wife's gonna leave him 'cause she's always alone
But