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This is really who I am
Man this is not a gimmick
I ain't better than no one
Hope you not offended
Lotion scented by money
It's an incentive
I did

raised, now 2k is crazy
I came a long way so it don't phase me
How radio don't play me but critics still praise me
Recently resurrected, shaped by evolution

Man I don't give a fuck
What you gotta say about me
Cause I'm free
And I found my wings
Y'all shit's clipped
So suck my dick
And kiss my nuts
Cause

playing through the waves of your car radio
I was addicted, conflicted by these people that watch
Every move I make turning me to something I’m not
What are

a long way so it don't phase me
How radio don't play me but critics still praise me
Recently resurrected, shaped by evolution
Did it like that, now we here

I'm Robin
Chest to chest I feel her heart throbbin'
From that 808 adrenaline before we drop it
I'm the man of the year the way I got 'em talkin'
My

on the radio when I was living in a tent
Begged the doctor for some meds before I dropped my sister
At my mothers house now we don't talk, enraged when I miss

got bummed
By some creep
I'm sorry the banana
Went way to deep

Well welcome back to the show
They had some trouble At the club Cause the banana got

Exposing your brain functions in a paper ruse 
But to me it's all a joke see I say pointing at the microphone that's wired to the radio
Hidden camera shows

think you a tranny, really? (Damn)
Tory tell us why you always gotta lie in your rhymes (Why)
I know keeping up with lies can get tiring sometimes
You

Judgment Night

Biohazard

15 Years of Videos History and Violence

2008

to the crack and I make shit get wild 
Run it by bust to start to punch, others front 
Top drop Caesar, it's more than a leisure 
Bitch every fuckin grain in

Judgement Night

Biohazard

Judgment Night

1994

wild
Run it by, bust to start, to punch, others front
Top drop Cesar, it's more than a leisure
Bitch every fuckin' grain in your brain, like a tweezer

If I took you home tonight would you stay here by my side
Or would you leave in the morning time
You gon leave me right
Asking me what the fuck I

seem clueless
But my reality lucid, I make you move if I chose it
Boy, I'm Gooding like Cuba
Radio, sounding real stupid
Man I thank God, momma never

like alcohol
An cheap smoke
Riding in a stolo
No music
Mute the radio
Police try to stop me
High speed
On backroad
Throw out my blunt
Of dro
Middle

A hundred kids waitin' for me to spit and now they act like they don't hear me the cheek of it 
Deez man we're toppin up their weetabix in the mornin to try

Welcome back to Spark It Up Radio. I'm Mr. Fantastic, aka The Voice
Before we get into it, we gon' pay the bills. This show is brought to you by

a place to buy guns, buy guns
Buy guns, buy guns
On a drive in Wyoming
On the radio a sermon
24 dead Austin
Shot down by a boy
There will always be

mention

Back at the motel, I gotta say she fine.
She dancing on me big time, she staring in my eyes,
But I can tell the bitch is tweaking by the look

You are now tuned into Read the room radio
Brought to you in part by the POC everywhere

Wheels look like the kush kingdom we ruled
All black nigga

Its been a long time man (Yeah it has) 
We gotta bring it back to the streets where it all began. Out real hip-hop back on the map. Put Q up all

are changing
Just know we got memories that can't get erased by some renovation From knock down ginger for entertainment
And doing kick ups with balls

Baby brother
How you doing
It's 11am here and the coffee's still brewing
I've been waiting by the mailbox
For a letter to come my way
It's been 358

cuttin' up, laughin' at nothin' straight bullshhhhhh
Errrbody shut your mouths up 
When my favorite song's comin on the radio 
Gotta record a new ringtone