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the brimstone
Suffer or take a loss, I'm going out swinging
Might take the lead any Sunday
Willie Beamen
Hold it down for my brother
Just called, weepin
Laid

dream(I did)
But yea that shit was real we coming harder thats by all means(Fr)
Long Live You daddy 4eva I’m bringing more steam
I need Mo Effa and a nice

I can tell by motivation I'm the star to be
Each and every person played a part in me

Shoutout to Leyah, Qua & Maria
Can't forget about Willie

Harvest Time an Ganja Me look
Medical ID I'm no crook
High grade open your mind like book
Sixteen bit Nintendo Kush
We no PayPal we no Venmo Kush
Willie

about how they balling
They be on the bench or even out of bounds
After I set my fam straight
I'm a take my team and go buy the pounds
If you meet your

still at
Vengeance born to die they mommas cry we still alive we need repentance in the 
Garden sin lives Im sinless why do we still feel how we still

I don’t look like 2Pac homie
Get your allz eyez off of me
All glory is due to the Lord
Because of that my enemies destroyed
You messin’ with

Wanna fuck with the Fish Lord
I'll turn yall to po boys
No longer poor boy
Im just
Getting sick of these locals
Predictable vocals
Like Spongebob in

lo to unwind
Get high as a kite
No, Maybe, Yes Indeed
That sounds alright
My mama thinks I'm blind when you're by my side
So please forgive me lord for

to refuel our aging souls
And by takeoff time we were outta line cuz everybody knows that

You gotta step out on the town sometime
Believe you me if you like

Thrown off by decoys who
Dropped the maricon off
My Soviet niggas is ready for the Cold War
Machete you to confetti
And blow your brain to cole slaw
A roll

They call me Wee Willie Winkie
I'm tired and blinky
Eyeless and poor
Promise I don't snore by candle light
I kiss the shimmering cheeks of little

Natural or plastic long as it's on a mattress
Imma give her that Johnson and work me a little Magic
Now I might, toot it and boot it
On moms I'm classy but

3 times, that's clear
World Series, come get near we
You in presence of a gift
Lose lips sink ships
And I'm tryna stay afloat
Be the man in your boat

if shoot my shot
I will never miss it
I cannot stand in my own
Even though in spirit I feel grown
That's why I trust in the Lord
And I just lean on his

that slow
Shawty go fast yea
Shawty go slow
She trying to get in her mode
I'm trying to get in her clothes
Shawty let's role
You tried to tell her your

a Nigga
Willie Lynch syndrome niggas always trying to assist them
I been finding ways 
To finesse the system 
Calculate the days
'Till the Lord come gets

than me
We was always up in these streets
In the hallway serving these P’s
Keep your family tight keep your enemies tighter
All I know is go by the creed

maneuver, Mrs. Johnson could feel the passion
Put me right on the team, was crowned a golden Olympiad
Now we up on "the Street", A lil wolfie leading the pack

We owe it to the leaders like Marsha P
Johnson and James Baldwin
Can't forget Audre Lord or Bay Rustin, so what we discussing
Black Cis Men aren't

Lord of the lewds and penis erection

POWER PLAY fUCK

Got 4 hoes on my johnson stuck
My cum won't stop, the release won't shut
Swallow or no? just

I been molded by the same Clay as Cassius baby
And I'll be the greatest even when I'm in the casket baby

Verse 1
A lot of bad decisions
A lot

of me
Jesus, Mary, and Joseph, Peter carried the sword, what do you keep in the holster?
Pray to your Lord, that door can easily open 
And Peewee hop