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When I had nothing
I had nobody
Now I got a little something
I got everybody
Everybody's on my dick
Like a tick on a dog's nuts
Can't shake them for

and bloody
Cause according to this rap game
Timmy Little's running it
A savage attack on some rappers causing some havoc and flack
As they grapple the fact

Topped wit a fitted or a snap
I guess it's my image, market that
A little bit different, hard to match
But enough wit the gimmicks
It doesn't mean shit if

Tag you it
Run don’t slip
Cuz we running somewhere
Where the sun don’t shine
Just got off the bus we got time
Dont got a juice box well you can sip

make it funky with the heartbeat props, y'all
(Heartbeat props!)
It's time to get busy with the heartbeat props
(We're giving heartbeat props)
I give my

It's been a while
Since I seen your smile
Wanna remind you that it's gone be fine
Gone take time
I know
Well girl we can take it slow
Uh Yah
We can

I rocked the
North Face Gucci
With the
Olive nine's
Say hello
To this little friend of mine
Back orders
On the Urban Edikate
Let's just say
We

the time go
Really wishing that I was a better grandson
John Wayne and Bruce Lee
Got Star Trek on the TV
It's a good vibe and a good beat
Bout to bring it

but felt the allure of my charm

She smokes a little weed but she don’t do drugs can’t stand gangstas got no time for thugs 

I told her straight I

charm

She smokes a little weed but she don’t do drugs can’t stand gangstas got no time for thugs 

I told her straight I can’t lie I’m a bad man and fit

seventeen, but I got big dreams
R I P, to Stan Lee, tryna make my mama proud, when she see me on tv
Tryna make the voiceless heard, be that voice of gen z
In

you be trying
To pretend like your fine

Push me
I got some needs you bring me down
But I am right back now
Hit me up
Just like bruce lee
I got no time

I must reap the benefits that are blood seeped
Trust me

Ay, we the future
You can tell by how much time we spend by the computer
And if you don't

22 times two dude, outer banks, brew thru
High upon my mountain-top, I don't see what you do
cll you do is stay drunk, where the fuck it came from?

ain't do nothing else 
I had plans to write for artist and to write for myself
But after 1 month go by 2 months go by 
Then 3 months go by I just let time

confusing then that puppy love
Call it a sick day
Endless by the sea
Loneliness is the new wave
Fiasco without the lupe
Bruce Lee with all that funk sway
Like

Sign the release please
We get by off the indie
Get high off the indoor
Smile off the weed leaves

They wanna be me
They wanna see me
Play me on repeat

entity on my lifeline 
This little light of mine I might shine 
Is enough to leave anybody eyesight blind 
Men in black, A black man from the sideline who

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录音师 Recording Engineer：JUN Lee

on your desk at work that Sunday I should've went to church but Instead you went all by yourself I should've known all along

They say time heals all wounds

nice
I know little white kids and man
In prison who are blasting it
It's nuttin', all the Manny bees are buzzing
Big up Rags, that's big bro'
Hella Manny

rode that dick like she knew me
Got not time to kick it like Bruce Lee
I need to focus, for real
I need to get off my ass and head to the Studio
Get me

of you constantly
The death of you is sucking the life outta me
You birthed 8 children 7 boys and me
I was your only girl child
You raised 6 males by

curious,
Get too close, I just might kill ya
cbout my business,
Every time I'm on this mic
(King Kong ain't got sh** on me)

PreZ-O
One bar, that all it