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Free falling
I wake up crack of dawn and
I follow my reflection
That's how I stay evolving
Wide awake linkin park
Like I'm crawling on the bark

Paper under cup
No wait for the tap
Sinking on the couch
My people are fucked 
Linkin park type
All my people getting hype
Take to the shop
I'm

could ask Chrissy Teigen, ask John Legend

She say I got a vanilla aftertaste
Cut his face, let him use his blood for his aftershave
Harrell Park, it

Marley,
Yes I'm On The Boogie
Then It Bangs On Hard Core
Do Ya'll Remember?
Linkin Park And
Jay-Zizzle's Fuckin' 'Encore'?
So 'What The Hell
Are You Waiting

All I speak is real, Bay Area
The rap shit not a movie - it's real life
If you fakin, lyin to me, it's alright
Robert DeNiro playin a gangster
We all

Last Call

Logic

YSIV

2018

for y'all
And my voice is messed up too, this is the last track of Young Sinatra

Yeah, yeah
Back in the day I wasn't shit, homie
Penny pinching I

Bitch I woke up in a
Aye
Bitch I
Aye
Aye
Aye

Bitch I woke up in a dream
Dirty sprite, lime green
Woke up in a dream
I'm sippin sizzurp by the keys

Probably need a camera for you, get the picture Pray for you niggas, let me read you a scripture
She getting excited cuz a real nigga picked her She feeling

Sing About Me, I'm Dying of Thirst

Kendrick Lamar

Good Kid, M.A.A.D. City

2012

Who are we fooling?
Hell is hot, fire is proven
To burn for eternity, return of the student
That never learned how to live right just by how to shoot

a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for

a fuck (Damn)
I, know she for the streets
It's just how it is (Damn)
How it is you flexin' fake money
Shit is counterfeit (Yeah)
We makin' real moves none

the S to the T to the E to the double U
and when I got the microphone I woulda trouble you 
My instincts starts linkin like park 
you know I m comin tru runnin'  tru very

The elements are relevant, I'm telling them true to the root
No matter what the industry is selling them
Hip hop

Who wants that real Hip Hop
Who needs that real

control the world around you,
By the things you do
We, we're made forever young (forever young)
I'd do it all over again
My life story is looking for me.

leave em hanging for real
She brought her table
So go enjoy yo meal (yeah)
And she be balling like Spalding
Gun shots by the way she call em
She call em

bitches got is good makeup
And they only stick around for good sex 'cause they know the stroke game is A1
No my lifestyle ain't like other rappers baby

at a buck 
I never fell for luck 
Cuz my craft is built on skill and talent 
Malt liquor 
Street tacos 
Always suit my pallet 
Ima ratchet individual 
Every

I'm the colonel of the motherfucking tank
Got a mattress, no need for a bank
Yeah, I see you motherfucker
But my stare is fucking blank
Last night

it's real
Hell yeah, you know it's real
Wanna hear you scream, don't hold it in
Throw that pussy back, and then roll it in
Gaspin' for her breath,

Da Bomb

South Central Cartel

All Day Everyday

1997

Jesse Owens to Manchester Park
From Will Rodgers to Green Meadows Park
S.C.C. put it down for them 10% of real niggas
Keep droppin em, from the shoulders

themselves
Said I'm bae less cuz she skipped me she need help
Sharp like Shannon undisputed GOAT for real
Got my money up she wanna give me hell
Cuz she too

I went pop and made millions, now all I do is chop samples
Egon's finest, peanuts after like I was Linus
Followed by that College Park next, that's

Bad Ways

Too Short

The Best of DJ Melo-Mix, Pt. 1: Ride or Die

1999

on food I'm in the mood for a stick-up,
To pick up lil' somethin' on a get up
You hit up, blessed by the way I protest,
Your world, gettin' it all of my

to ten tray
Dip by Hairplay
See what my sis say
See if she can lend me
Let me hold a twenty
Cuz this is the worst day of my life
And if I puff a lil weed