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til November
To give thanks, you'll be replaced by younger contenders
Keeping innocence? Nigga, don't even bother
Even Halle Berry had trains ran on her

Always kept it real niggas need an Oscar
Shorty play yo role, gotta respect the bosses
Ima get money by any means
I was dusty now Im detergent clean
Step

roots I give the street affection
Took so many L's in the past that I can't accept rejection
When I tried to marry my goals life had to scream objection

amor
I need more
Give it to me until I am sore
And then some more
I'll show you what's in store
Never will I bore
Look me in my eyes
Surprise
I want you

The Shipment

The Coup

Steal This Album

mildew-smellin' couches 
Overturned garbage cans wit' no Oscar the Grouches 
Makin' money sellin plastic pouches 
As Mystikal would say, "My flo' is covered wit'

busy grinding putting the time in
Expecting result by praying to God for blessings
I wake up every morning
I'm on my knees Begging please
Watch my steps

to throw dirt on my name I survive
Some days I don't know how I'm gna get by
But I keep on pushing and look I'm still alive
With a plan for the action

different
From what is traditional
Shoutout to my artists and athletes and rappers and actors
You had to give up because that's when you realized
The moment

three
Gotta Ride with the glock (Uh) by the steering wheel
Why you playing games hiding my keys it don't make you real
No I cannot get your nigga a deal

Ima have her stay right by me yeah
Don't play no games about it aint no maybes no probably
Said if you hit me I'm sliding and if you shopping I'm buying

me
Take the time get low with you
Let our spirit light the sea
Darkest tears been choking you
You you you
Give em a brand new view
Taste of a brand new

Slaughter Gang kid, we don't give a shit (huh?)
I shot my shot and still hit
Niggas want feat, nigga say bet, niggas fake shit (Skraight up)
I got brand new

Y’all can see me winning but I’m gunnin for more
Think you keepin up well we can run up the Score
I be inside my bag
Y’all be outside the door
Got

ain't gonna call her back
Cause in me I believe, acting brand new what the fuck is that
My dreams are too expensive I cannot afford a heart attack
Tell my

You not in position to joke
You seen the Oscar's, you watched it, right?
Well I Will smack you with the Smith
Don't get Rocked (Rock) tonight
I got my

a problem then see me at noon
Taking his wife and I figi the groom
Bad ass bitch and she acting brand new
I'm feeling charged up
Free my brothers that are

gone turn into an oscar
Now they feel it in they heart I'm the peoples doctor
And they want me to flatline but they could never stop her

Just lost my

way in hell to stop us
First we hit the GRAMMYs, then we hit the Oscars
Do it for my family, I got to bring them honor 
Humbled by the Son to converse

to sleep
And I'll surrender to the misery that slowly creeps
I'll use you as my landmark and your figure in the dark
Gives me some reassurance as I sink

shit they all are victims
Word to God they all offended by 
The limits that I'm dismissing I don't give in
I don't give em no attention I treat it like

So give me one good reason
Something to believe in
Cause all I see is reaching
Onto things to sink my teeth in
In your eyes I'm seeing
Got that

Ended, but the fight ain't done
Al Capone shit, hand me my machine gun

I'm that Malcolm X photo, By Any Means
Peaking out the window with a M16
Still

and gifted
Nigga moving fish scales
Dem niggaz thought I sold my soul
By the way, I don't give a fuck about y'all
Opinions don't matter if you gettin'guap
I

solved by a kiss or two

It's my obsession
It's not a love question
Only the need of affection
I'm high upon your lovin'
Might be a self-destruction