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models in my sheets
I don’t drink Rum but I got a bottle if you need

Demons I’ve been fighting really deep (Yeah)
But they ain’t never really stopping me

're black
You ain't British your black
Polarised identified
On to me like they following
I ponder the pivot point
Of their disgust I must
Chance the way
I

You stopped me in my tracks
You throw me off a speeding train
I fall into a universe of you

You hit me with euphoria
You're coursing through my

you make your move
Come tru 
An show me how you do it

I been through it
Now I'm 
Back to black
Back on track
Back on the track
Got sauce on tap
Sauce

than that wolf ask Duran Duran
Reppin' for my team, got tracks that make you fiend
Blessed with the genes, I'm feelin so complete
Come and take a hit,

cause I'm strapped In
Pen is glued to my hand, and with the pad
Name a better duo than me and rap, I bet you can't
Cause I'm murder your beats, I'll

Step off the side let me show you how it’s done 
If you tryna battle me Imma put you in the ground
Get away Get away
Get away Get away

Spirits in

Check Your Game

King Tee

7th Deadly Sin

1999

you softly
How you gonna step to me kid? You grew up off me 
TV, Movies, and Records and Tours
So many busters wearing Versace I don't wear it no

I'm done with that
If you about it then move like that You diss me and your latest track
Your streams weak and that's really wack Keep buying streams

All my people

Do you know what it means
To have a revolution?
And what it takes to make a solution?
Still fighting against oppression
We're battling

you looked me in the eye 
Said I love you but it meant goodbye
I loved you too tell the very end
By your bloody body laying in the sand
No one

and Dangerous nigga

Oh no
I can see you bout to hate on me
I catch u first bet yo brain gone bleed
Cuz we black and dangerous So dangerous
(Im B.A.D, B.A.D., Im

tracks
And the only time I cap is when I snap back
But really I have nothing to hide so you won't ever catch me wearing a hat
I don't box but all my tracks

passing by
You’re insecure
It‘s something you couldn’t hide
But remember
That I am right here by your side
 
I am of your kind and never that hard to find

look at me like you mad
Nah it's not that
Just no map no track
That's facts cutie
Forked road ahead
Which way to go
She say nah we can make our own path

radical magical with my hand on the mic
I’m a lyrical miracle you're
A spiritual criminal
Metaphysical syllable written by
The invisible
In two ways there’s

my pick up track
A forty five by my side
Just for luck

Verse #2
The man is telling me
Hand over my gun
It’ll be a cold day in hell
When i do that son

Heat the gas to ignite that hate
We the by the fireplace
See the ash and revive that pain
Me and Shaggs gon' annihilate
Dilate, we cannibals, famished

back?

I rap on track with the hopes of getting my life on track 



The shit I’m dealing with is crazy 

I question God 

Why the fuck did you make me

sometimes it roars
Flies like the wind, waits by the door
And I know you know and that's all I need
When the light of day looks like night to me
When

Music has past gone by hopefully you don't manifest
For the wrong guy Egomaniac, in the Brainiac
Don't know how to act, shits deep
Forty eight tracks

Shot Off

Eightball & MJG

Living Legends: Chopped and Screwed

2004

Needless to say, my favorite rappers told me to get on this track
And so I DID it, quickly wrote my sixteen down and SPIT it
By the end of the verse you

(CashMoneyAP) yeah, yeah, slime
(LeeBoy on the track) slatt

I been searching for a victim like a cover
All on me
I got these racks and they ain’t

You can find us in the city, yeah
Me and all my niggas, got us feeling pretty litty, yeah
Always chasing checks, tryna run up 'bout fifty grand
Got