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l-m-o-mentary
Grammy nominated need my name gold plated
I been underestimated now I'm steppin over haters like 
King Kong, guerilla wit the flow nigga
Draymond

awfully
When my one track is your whole fucking discography
Nothing in they pockets no wonder they be so out of pocket
Got this home advantage don't fuck

No fronts this time niggas gotta pay
On my king size shit need a lot of space
In the the Prada bubble coat
Get a lot of hate
Running with pretty hoes

You're a clone
Think you're a king
'Bout to get overthrown
Missed the catch
Fucking vampire
Who you biting off necks
My own style
You sound like him, him,

get wasted on drank
King Of The Hill like I'm Hank
Sleepin' the pilly a jank
Takin' a flight, Copacabana
Let's keep it Sinatra, my homies are frank

better by the minute
You can see it just admit I got you shaken
And the haters can hate but they can't say none
Cause I stay in my lane and solve equations

gotta lap that uh
This is my verse lemme rap that aye
KDR high can't track that what
Move like bush how I rack that
Got the diamond sword
Fighting off

the way of the street merchant

Live by the laws, die by the rules

My gleam play the part of a fool

Now hear these jewels from a wise king

See what my

Rough Cut

GZA

Legend of the Liquid Sword

2002

to advance, I'm sorry for the holes in
your hip
Son, It's the way of the street merchant, live by the laws,
die by the rules
My gleam play the part

animal will always find his chance to attack
I'm against the ropes, so now I'm biting back
El Peublo Loco-motive don't you dare stand in my track
No longer

to visas, well-regarded,
I won't participate in the party.

I grew up and discovered my fatal weakness,
shiny skin, perfumed air, cold aura, abnormal,
deep

I hit the tennis court
Just to show 'em love
Uh-huh
I used to rap at after parties and lunch
And over tracks they would play on 106.1
Well uh-huh

Setbacks and distractions I seen 'em by the dozens
Stay focused make connections bro and get your money
Blew some bags in my past I was just a young'n
Now

of King Dedede

Loaded up the bong and I'm ready to hit
Hot momma by my side rubbing her clit
She says that our rhymes are fucking lit
I'ma launch that

the tracks that we unfold 
listen you've been told 
These 2 here are worth more then gold 
amg after party  agent blue fusion 
these tunes are real an this is

too many days passed by wishing I'm dead
Don't go thinkin' this has been a diss to my home land
It made me me, and it's part of the whole brand
No

Got her dancing to my tracks
Pretty ass face love it
When they rockin braids
Better get your money up cuz
She ain't fuckin with these lames
Pull my

a friend
That's when I say, "I'm Burger King, have it your way"
Chi-town, R-Kells
Pull up to our party from Miami to The Bay
When I'm done, too straight

with whatever
Maybe Js maybe Maxes?
I cant decide hit up Sacks Fifth
Cant shop in peace gettin sweated by a bad bitch
A lil shine cuz my tracks lit
Im

that lil rat
Fuck that back to my lil brat
I give hard d like I’m Matt
And it’s a party & i'm slapped
I think I see Cardi in the back
I’m drinking

back when New York was dirty
Hat low wit two box cutters in my certy
Queens was my residence, AQ
Marine Terrace, right by the water, the greatest view

tracks left and right
Make tracks then Molly then party all night
People are evil and everyone's sick
Killin each other just stacking that brick
Its just

deserved happiness, I wasn't giving you that 
You kept giving me your all without getting it back
So when my new shit drops and you get to this track
These

baby
Got the drip like a faucet
Im looking way more than its costing
Drop till im important
Looking for the king
Found him in my self portrait
Ofcourse