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tell me something
Are you down to make percussion
I got whatever you want
And it ain't up for discussion ain't no bluffing
I'm the one to put your trust

It's that Norf Side Shit
Money Counter Muzik
Y'all bout to get used to me cause I ain't stopping
I do this shit nigga
Yea yea look
Let me confess I

gotta get some more/
Give me the throne, like fuck it I'll sell my soul/
Who I gotta sacrifice I really wanna know/
I know, I know, I can't stop/
Fuck

Heaven Ain't Hard 2 Find

2Pac

All Eyez on Me

1996

about my reputation
Across the nation, "Mr. I get around"
My temptation got me drippin' wet, perspiration
I'm activated by the moves you makin'
Baby,

Givenchy 
Designer on her body, for me (Designerrr) 
She comin' out her body (Yeaaa)
Ima take her soul, then go hit the road like ..


Yeah 




I'm the grim

You said that love will make you stay here with me
never want to play around, bear with me
You're the one who come and tryna' tease me
by the time we

Imma be the greatest and make my family proud
Look at me now
Chasing the dream wanna sing for the crowds
Don't care if you speaking loud
No tiene

Okay 6 AM rolling around any second now
Come on, let's do this
Come on baby i'm ready for it
Let's go 6 AM don't got all night
Tick-tock tick-tock

looking around at
Another hundred who got off of the plane
And are looking at us
Who got off of the train
And the plane and the bus
Maybe yesterday

to the words I say
Yo
I been away for too long
 Niggas trying to snatch the throne that I'm on
Just leave me alone
I'm just trying to roll one, face it
And open

can't even breathe (Eric Garner)
Can't reach for my ID (Philando Castille)
They gon take my life from me

Give me liberty or give me death 
But you ain't

Can’t seem to
Wrap my head around this news
That every waking moment is spent
Missing the idea of you
Brought here alone by your selfish ways
I couldn’t

got no shame 'cause they rely on dick (go, go)
Talkin' 'bout a tip, ha (is you shittin' me?)
Ride around town on meds (ah)
Louisville, dodgin' shit

worry ack, I’ll tell you later
My concept is sound
You don’t know? Maybe you weren’t around
When original gangsters gave me a pound
For making these

worry ack, I’ll tell you later
My concept is sound
You don’t know? Maybe you weren’t around
When original gangsters gave me a pound
For making these

artistry has been my lifeʼs honor

I can see the dirt ring around your blue collar

I was built for the throne not an amateur

Rhyming like a fucken vicious

Ain't no time wasted, yeah we working fast
Quantity and quality, the throne is up for grabs

This is BeePax baby, and we barely been around
Still get

going to ride like the Cyclone
I told her hold me down in side the V while I drive home
Really need a woman I know I can call my own
Queen by my side high

of rappers go broke, 'cause they got rich too soon (damn)
My confidence plus my success is just a mirror for some
It forces them to look around and see what

the goat
Money in the bag
Yeah I need it fast
If I miss it tryin' I'ma laugh when I crash
Don't agree with dyin' by any one of these weapons that's my

snatched by design through the science math
How we living, dancing puppets to these algorithms
Program habits for the masses see the signs pending
Drones

your name
Yashaya we gone praise your name
Yea
Im thankful for his mercy and grace
That's everyday
He allowed me to wake
Knowing it aint by mistake
Cuz

out duck em then I pass out 
Cause I'm the white boy aint nobody ducking with me 
And you can find me in Poughkeepsie if you looking for me 
I walk

the message stick
Don't you dare come around me
I got some brothers with some shits
And some stones
Kneel before me when presented at my fucking throne
Keep