Lyrics:
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I'm not fan of one hit wonders
But I feel I forgot an important target
With overwhelming strength to flex as a garnish
An power to rival my own i
me like
Yeah that's the truth right there
That's a shout out to my real niggaz feel it in the air
That's a path imma dance on Billie Jean flair
Get
done changed, you dead bitch, the reaper done came
I suggest niggas stop speakin' my name
'Cause trust me, y'all can still feel the heat in the rain
I
If the stack is high against you
And the hammer's coming down
And the time that's yours lies heavy in your hands
Oh my sentimental friend
all a choice why yes of course
Power in my voice so coarse
Drive a blazer not a Porsche
Got my focus as a lazy
Intuition as a force
Words be cutting
smoke
Mothership, microchips get injected
In my throat all off the books
Taxes implemented by the fascists
Got me lighting books of matches
Burning cities
myself
All night flights, I'm neglectin' my health
I'm totin' hammers, chasin' after death
Said I was vibin' this time
I got a thing for you, baby, I
a Hamilton
I was cocking hammers then sick of the fiends, rambling
Money in my pocket, shining, feeling like a man again
Never came up short, had i did I'd be
sleep the same way
As I age by day I don't think the same way
As I age by day I don't feel the same way
As I age by the hour realize we have the power
all of me
You got that
That something that hold over me
You got that
The power to mend all of me
I'll think about you in the meantime
My sky, watch
The power the pain
The sun or the rain
Whose is to blame
Can someone explain
Why do I feel
Like no one is real
My heart is concealed
Sometimes i
ain't notin'
All ya MC's that used to MCs better duck an'
Run an' hide cause it's too late to try to make it right
Ya just messed up and I ain't
The plague
Upon this wretched crowd
I feel a pressure rising
Roaring inside my varied heart
I'm the dark in their light
Need to ignite
Ooh, I feel a pressure
Made out like a
Bandit I feel amazing
Hustle like a habit I can not change it
Did this for my family
That's my kin folk
Feel like I can fly
Jump
muthafuckas is finished (get 'em)
Even the feds tried poisoning my I.V. (yeah)
Solomon Childs, A.K.A. The Chemical Ali (come on)
Sat the L.Q. and the Redbull
Grab a hoe to ya seats
My style bulldoze the streets
I talk dirty puncture hoes in my teeth
Cavity creep I'm young hung over thirty
You with it
to take the shrine
Shit the way i feel man, its been mine
You ain't rapper you still learning how to talk
From New York to Cali, All My Real Real
Fuck that
man winner man
Winner man winner man
You conquer my enemies, whenever they're gathered against me
With you I never lost a battle
You are always by my
you ever compare someone dressed to those hanging by threads
Niggas weary/wary
Took me a seconds
To get out my head
Jump in my skin
I'm my own
don't need no fame or no glamour
I just need some money in
The bank and my hammers
House in the Hamptons, a mansion in Miami
Palace for my legacy
I can't
family tree
Got a reason to live
Sorry
But I'm just defending
My kids
And my Wifes
Next to me
Spitting a clip
I can't deny
What I feel
What I feel no
I
Gorgonzola, Provolone
Don't even get me started on this microphone
I'm blowin' up like my name is Joe Bazooka
I'm a super-dooper MC party pooper
On a track so
to deliver
Type gifted, treat the mic right, or I might rip it
Critics dig my style cause I write different, no hype
I just kick it, low lifes, they want
feel proud
I'm working harder by the sweat of my brow
I've been endowed with the gift to slice the mark
So take part as the four begin to spark
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