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now let's play ball
I'm Robert Horry in the last sec
I grind for glory in the fat check
I'm Michael Jordan with the half step
I just like recording

I got my own flaws too 
We all human so don't let the ubsa judge you 
Raised by horny teens who would fake love you 
Dark skin starting to think that

sittin' there?
I'll make a million dollars by the time 
You been got up and did your hair
Far as Louis Vuitton, I got sixty pair
You could pick a pair

Yeah, I go by the name of Cassidy the Hustler
And I brought two of my niggaz with me
And we about to shut the industry down
Ayo Wheezy let's get

gunned down
They say its on
So it ain't no place
To run around
You cut the head off the king
So you the one
Yea you the one now
Let's go
From a city you

of my last one 

I went to school and bought dope with the fasfa,
Fuck a degree I make my money faster

Feel like I’m chosen the city be pushing me, 
Just

Girls lay down your hair
Put on a dress and let your freak come out
If you wanna dance
I'll play a tune that'll make the roof fall down
Just bring all

love, damn I pray I don't fold
She say your love is king, whispers from my young queen
Cherish the day and never let nobody come between
This thing

Yeah, live from the cul-de-sac
King Hektic
Yo, yo, yo
Wish you were here,
I wish it was clear that the love was still the same even though you're not

better you stay on your lane
See if you Dey hate that's your problem
E better make you Dey ur Dey
E better make you Dey ur Dey (Let's go)
You know
I go by

feel like Michael Phelps
Steady working hard
I can't even catch a breath
Practice makes perfect
You just gotta make the step
So ima do my thang baby ima

that?
	BEN
(In the darkness BRIAN just makes out an emaciated figure, suspended on the
wall, with his feet off the ground, by chains round his wrists.

now I'm making a killing. Just spitting and ripping baby girl take a listen are you feeling the 
friction I'm a royal addiction lets make a collision

higher, going higher
Girl I say you flyer
Baby hot, she make them niggas pass out like a flyer
Yeah it get scary behind her, something like Michael Myers

Chevrolet Impalas wit' ass that drag
No skinny jeans, cosag wit' da flag
Later for the small talk, let the big Dogg talk
I taught you how to eat, make

I'm no professional dancer
Baby, I ain't no Michael Jackson
But I would learn any move
Get with any groove
Just to dance with you

I'll let my

excellence
Black excellence
Black excellence
Black excellence
Nothing out my league as you gone see
Have em Michael B in on the screen
Is that your king
Yeah

different
I'm black baby
I'm black baby, where the love
I'm black
How You expect me not to ask why
Every 4th of July
When you want me to celebrate and let

all
It will one day make sense
'Til then let's enjoy
'Til then let's enjoy
'Til then let's enjoy? (Let us, let us, let us, let us, let us)
There is much

A nigga lookin at jewels I get em gon wit a cough
She got me wiped down
I wanna fuck I call her over comin right now
She sayin June let’s make movie cut

or taste brick and mortar
I dig my heels in to make you face forward
I’m king horror, I’m king horror
Niggas fear me
Cause I’m descended from Pretorian

Lorde
On that Poitier, that Michael Corleone
I'm on the phone with politicians, bring them troops home
King James on opposition, hoop game is strong.

sippin Sprite we took the 4 up out it
And we ain't never going back, the things that make us Kings the same things that you lack
Aaaye! riding through real

on the juice n baby I just need to concentrate
The rhythm is high
For whats hidden inside
Ive been handlin the venom that be hurtlin by
Coast to coast im