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Went by the name of Motor Mike
Called him that 'cause he rode a bike
Rode all the way from Guatemala
Haulin' shwag just to make a dollar
Tall

(Great John on the beat, by the way)

Huh, I just ran the bag up, and you bad luck
And I don't do the snakes, so I gotta keep the grass cut
Gang

I'm just tryna escape

He don't she don't she won't 
Go home
And it seems like
He don't she don't she want
Some more
And by midnight
He don't she don't

Yeah
It's been a minute
A long minute
But we're back
Put it all on the line
Every penny every dime
It's a blessing that we're alive
We are not with

verse he would look around to see the pictures
Painted by his words

And I feel his love and I feel his hate
Both of these are here to stay
As long as we

about money
No dating
She DTF of me
No dating penis in her mouth
No dating
Doggy style
No dating
I just seen a baddie
With red on
Dreadlocks
Cut off

Comin' down from in the hills
Surrounded by the stars
Pop a couple pills
And spit out a couple bars
Flying saucer on some wheels
Got us hoppin' out

back-to-back
Side-by-side
All the way, yeah

Tropical nights and days became
Like fear and loathin'
Here in Rio
Like some H.S. Thompson game

As long

I'm big time
Mannie fresh dripping
Got the game by the neck
Someone call a ref
Niggas Reaching for the tech
But They Talking All Kaps
Niggas pressed

can stop me
It's meant to be
It's meant for me

Check, check
Who am I
I am Stevie Thompson Jr
But I go by the name Master Steve
Music is my everything

Mi deadly like Leonidas , Cersie 
poison Pon a Hershey's
Klay Thompson Widdi shot yo sumaddy call Sir P
Deadliest thoughts designed with no mercy

Thompson how I run the city
Flood the market like we bootleg
But my shit authentic who said
"what?"
Nah it's all gimmicks crew next up
All bidness niggas

women like Bobby did Whitney
That's why the only blue we salute is to Nipsey
Juneteenth barbecue at the precinct
Hanging by the pigtails, burned down

until the next time see ya
Me and Kid hit the studio in East Orange, that 604 Central, owned by his parentals
Ran into the homie Chad Piff, who was there

my dreadlock 
Burn you up, now looking for God, need a Ted talk
And I’mma hit’em with a heater
Too close ya glucose going up just like a Fever,
and I

ass nigga, he a undercover cop
Fucking this bitch for so long
I watched her legs lock
He tried to rob me and he got a head shot
Slapped my lil brother

do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)

Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)

Digi Warfare

Masta Killa

No Said Date [Bonus DVD]

2004

bounce, roll to the skate ya rock
Hip to the hop and ya don't dare stop
Come alive party people, gimme what you got
I guess by now you can take a hunch

tremble
But the dreadlocks say, fear not
Stamp foot and flatten a raindrop
For in Bob and his children's temple
It is strictly reality we are dealing

the person she's been waiting on
The prob is, the proverbs stuck with her before attracting boys
She opens, she smiles apologizing that she took so long

nigga by the dreadlocks
kick in the door break the chains and the dead lock

Jae Millz.
ay yo i been hittin his phone and still cant get 'em
i know he

I'm taking too long 
I thought by now I'd already have a wife and kid of my own 
I be thinking to myself like damn nigga you grown 
And still ain't

corner store
I don’t really give a fuck about your yellow hoe
I got the green dot, bitch it might be red
I just ain’t decide yet, as long as yo ass dead

the south side see
I got hella pride
Lion
Dreadlocks climbing
(lyrics fade out)

Outro: Ershaw The Rabbi
My greatness man, I been inside studio for a long