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please protect my brothers lives
Amen amen
My brothers, yo

The group chat keeps me sane
Especially when I'm having one of those days
I know when I got
Guns, stand them up they be as tall as midgets
O.k, I'll rap a little faster
But do I really sound like I turned from a rapper to a pastor
I'm like you
over nothin
Steady givin em the power
Cause we're fightin each other over streets that ain't even ours
Cause we want to be slingers
And oh yeah,
subliminal amusement games
I'll keep producin' my tunes, never losin' faith
I'm at the point where I avoid this drama spreading
Either you feed into this shit
to the sound properly laid and mixed down
By no other than my brother, although from different mother
J. Rawls with Sands on the mic, so take cover
The sound
big time supplyin'
Enuff bud to keep tha whole party high on
I might get ill and roll an 8th in one hooter
Park my Benz or cold jet it on my scooter
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
That's a little message 
All the brothers and sisters out there 
Y'all be strong 
Keep your dreams flowin' baby 
KaySlay I'm out for presidents
the flow pickin up
So I'll stack the rhymes
Got the layers and layers
Give me racks not dimes

Aye
Nothin but family and brothers
We out here
We chillin
We
givin'?
This is what keeps me driven
Some cops want a brother in prison
So I got me a few attorneys
Just in case a cop want to burn me
They protect me
hospitals
Get with brothas down for the cause givin it all they got
But every brother ain't a brother (word), fuck around and get shot
By these black kings
down for the cause givin' it all they got
But every brother ain't a brother (word), fuck around and get shot
By these black kings that pack gatlings
to the finale, 'nale

I am will.i.am, that's right, my title's will
I am recitin' this, recital vital and ill
I am the illest composer to spill up in the Ville
and I'll be flexin' all this dough
Poppin' off to a star
Brand new Lamborghini cars
From Pluto to Mars
Shout out all my brothers cause now they be flexin' up
givin' a fuck about a critic
If wolves got no kings
Then I'm governed by my conviction
Don't look for love amongst my people
I lost a friend that was
like The Matrix (Young SEX)

I keep the exotic drinks and juices by the crates (Young SEX)
She put my cum in her cup like it was shake
I'll never
remember the illest brother claims respect!

Like I said I`m an ill kid, so never dare test me
They want to arrest me 'cause i`m causing a frenzy
Fake
it
Guns, stand them up they be as tall as midgets
O.k, I'll rap a little faster
But do I really sound like I turned from a rapper to a pastor
I'm like
close to Madonna,
Dosie cabanna, toast by a ?
I 'posed to be want to of those dudes ridin in Testaroastas upon ya
Not the ? but I'm gonna, I keep
I sent my brother a letter If I keep pushin' and kickin' and pushin
I'm bound to grind a little better
Stay in school and get an education that's
Dear Mr. President
The world has gone astray
Brothers are dying
They won't live to see today
Was it all worth it
You had to lie to get your way
or love me, I don't feel sorry
Sorry she loves me, do not disturb me
Is my name Joe? 'Cause she givin' the Sloppy
Escargot, she signing my toppy
My
just to hate us

Took the life of his brother on the main front
Looked inside his eyes, seeing all the pain but
A fireball is gonna rise without any
out here givin' these false prophets
Kanye gon' be the next president, and y'all watch it
'For I ever picture me fallin', naw, I'll crop it
Gotta get

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