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doing more bad
A broke son reading Rich Dad Poor Dad
Either way I'm still spittin' that shrapnel
With words that sound nasty like chitlins and scrapple

the Tesla
Waiting for the day that I'm reimbursed with cheddar
My name GEE$
With more juice than your main squeeze

I got all of that shit that they say

so clear I can't help but talk
To myself
After all I know best
Never overcompensating I just chase the knowledge
And the bag
Got more in store
Than

Something you had to hear
I'm dropping bombs like I'm Vladmir
I got that cash in my ear
Makin' more money than athlete, yeah

don't touch the crown
By the way, that's Uncle Brown
A gyal dem a run me down, cuh
Ayy, look Stormz this is soul baby
The kind of soul that gave
Stella

of albums I did by myself and they all on the movement
Now they all gotta face up the music
All the shit they won't say to my face
I ain't training with Mr.

Are versatile
Got me feeling flyer than an airport terminal
I'm from the streets that are
Similar to Sesame
Girls who turned me down
Now sitting

Louie bag, she got red bottoms, expensive toes
What that boy luh Jaso, had said, we told expensive poles
Ain't, staying, if I ain't getting head, that go

bother?
Like that boy Maury said
"you are the baby's father"

Hold up, man it's the Freestyle Scientist
Yeah it's the Freestyle Scientist
If I drop my album

Neon Heart

The Boomtown Rats

The Boomtown Rats

Life pours down into the neon heart (It's late at night)
Cement City is all a-spark (Yeah that's right)
The whores are loose and the dames are abroad

Yeah, man, it's your boy J stalin
Man, you feel me
I'm just sittin' here lookin'
At this photo album, man
I got a lot of niggas that ain't here no

Vegas On Biz

Crooked I

Apex Predator

2013

us, let me show you the way that G's rock
Never touch your purse, your chair or your door handle
Chivalry is dead for boys, I'm more man though
Love

devoted to trust
There's so much more to these markets than boom or bust

So I'm a human with a vision who's invested in this process
Not just flipping

Lanez
Fuck a fire nigga I create more than flames
I'll put a shell in ya back like a tortoise
You'll be the hunchback that ain't never seen Norte Dame

Smokin' Needles (forever, motherfuckers)
More hits than the Beatles

Not tryna express sorrow, mourn full acquainted
The name of the golden era, though,

the muscles
I don't gotta work on suppressing any more of my troubles
I just wanna move, 'bout to get down tonight
Crank that beat up to ten, DJ dim down them

back when i had braces
Words still don't escape me in the way i want to phrase it
My heart is bigger than the ocean
That's how my soul was imported

issue results from a test we wrote
On top of that dawg I'm old
I'm older than most kids in this class
When I get back home at about 4 O'clock 
I know

of that dawg I'm old
I'm older than most kids in this class
When I get back home at about 4 O'clock 
I know it's 'bout time I get a beating
Mama already had

coke
And probably suck a dick for a painkiller
You party animal, you bad boy
You're a crazy son of a gun
All that karate and still you're a pussy?

a yard

'Cos see, he the type of cat that be thinkin' he hard

I told him if he gonna come, he got to come by eight

But Hud don't never listen what I say

know I'm harder than granite!
These rappers heard I'm droppin'
So they push back their releases
Drop a diamond album by myself
Don't need no features

Stand in defense of my goals
That's my kinda mindset
The boy's got more clean sheets than Waverley Blankets
Syn sent so many beats they're terabytes now

Lick Shot

Grand Puba

Reel to Reel

1992

Alright y'all!
I want y'all to put your hands together
And to bring on a brother
that's bound to lay more dips in your hips
More gliiiiide in