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get this dick, bae, I serve it
Tell me baby, really am I special?
She like my goals, my flows, and how I rap on these instrumentals
Chains on my neck,

by sip
While I'm in the lab hand crafting hit by hit

I am this mad scientist with higher enlightenment
Tryna mix vials inside a vile environment

flip them off middle finger everybody
Fuck them all fuck them all fuck them all
I am so appalled
By these fakes and these frauds
They can suck my balls

feel like a pillow
Smoking on this weed got it rolled up cigarillo
I'm rapping on this beat got it loaded up instrumental
Baby this is my whip no it's

with my mad skills
Tried to measure myself on a bad scale, didn't work for me and so I lashed out
People said to me I couldn't rap now so here I am again

Bring the Pain

Mindless Self Indulgence

Tight

1999

on instrumental 
Records, hey, so I can write monumental 
Methods, I'm not the king but niggas is decaf 
I stick 'em for the CREAM
Check it, just how deep can

ten to rest, I am A beast

Wimbledon flow, y'all bout to get served
You can Ignore everything else that you heard
Don't you walk up to me while I'm here

instrumental
Honour of a ninja, I have none, so it is simple
I could catch you from the back and crash your head just like a cymbal
I am an inferno in this game

wherever I am

And daddy won't you bring me back to Muhlenberg County down by the Green River where Paradise lays/ Well I'm sorry my boy but you're too late

SOMETHING REAL		           	VARIOUS KEYS
Words and Music by Hope Kemp for Hope Kemp Music, 2017                     Page 1 of 2
From “Hoping for

3-2-1

Organized Konfusion

Stress: The Extinction Agenda

1994

than Beretta
Any veteran knows the Medicine Man is better
Never sweat a girl that's inside of a Jetta
I just let her pass by with a wink to the eye

for
That doesn't apply to this though
Y'all amused, satisfied by this flow
Feel like I'm hitting moles (Yeah, yeah), y'all that whack (What?)
I ain't

a message,
(Ugh)
I am not the one that you want to mess with,
(Nah)
The Devil lives down in the heart of Texas,
(Yeah)
With a semi automatic lyrical lethal

Everything you lack Everything I am
You live in the past I'm too advanced
I don't look back
You internet nerds need to go touch grass
My whole life lit, I

I never get that off my chest dude
Got my checks due
In the next stu
Been devouring all instrumentals
I ain't meant to
But I tend to
Seem a lil bit

stupid, I'm a nuisance
I'm a rebel with credentials, I've been killing instrumentals, huh
Killing shit, I don't give a fuck
Stackin' dubs, I can't get

call
I got my homies by my side helping me through it all
And when the peace comes I'll be ready to accept it in my mental
But for now I'm back on track,

It's Two Eazy
One thing about the Grind
Is you gone be by yourself
Along the ride
They switchin up
So I focus on wealth
If I call you fam
It's love

piece of your soul, see you shine love
Mesmerized by the eyes of a goddess
I cannot tell a lie, good woman got me honest
I'm an open book, spilling out my

got the freedom) (Rev 1:5),
cause you've been saved by the blood of the Son (Wooe!) (Heb 9:12 & Col 1:20).
You've got the freedom from what you've done,

away
A white force is rising
Hope for the King and his army was felt by all...hope for all

I am the one who will stop this joke
You’ll never defeat

And it try get her out I can’t get her off
Can’t get her off of my mental
Kill instrumentals I swear I jus pick em off
And I’m switching my rhyme like

Look
I come from out the land of the no man's
Hold hands? baby no ma'am (No ma'am)
Get her what she desires just cause she stuck to the program

Which I need to help me elevate my digits
So my momma can pray in a house paid for by her children 
While she retired and chilling
I'm tired praying for