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that waiting round the world isn't always that scary
Cause I can learn from mistakes
Put my hands in your face
And keep this record on repeat so I will

leave
And take the city 'cross the seven seas
But they know the boy doper than that shit they sold in Medellin
Put that on everything
I feel like Bill

Another Westin
Put my record on your phone
And then you press spin
See I could send you all the vibes
And a lesson
But the moral of the rhyme
Baby let's win

They all tryin' to figure out if I'm a hero or villain
With the ability to take over your mind, rhymes real as this
Got 'em hella hype every time,

a pterodactyl
But ain't no GPS so I gotta know the exact route
Valentino track suit, might need some veneers
Cuz shit I put in your ears done left me with one

plus some trauma, had me tryna figure out how to be
Happy by myself, and that shit a hurdle
I find a beat no rapper on and shit get fertile, I put
Life

and the Raiders of the Lost
While Tower Records was choosing to carry G-Unit
I was on that Revolutionary Theme Musik
The brothers from the Lou held it down

1 Adam 12

Delinquent Habits

Here Come the Horns [Clean]

1998

of hail stones cyclones turning
I'm shootin' lightning my fingertips got your fields burning
Now I'm a stand back slam it and watch what I deliver

Picture Me

Ava Cherry

Picture Me

1987

TRU niggas. 

Coatin' bitches only fantasized in your biggest dreams. 
Make em scream like Master P(ungh!)scream for Ice Cream. 
Got a nigga like

detective
So I could reach into my brain and just delete the records

Treated less than by my dad at least he feed and dressed him
My measly essence spent

don't go
All these unfamiliar faces
Nigga wanna know the latest - Where you're
From and what your name is
My net bag, plastic bowl, knife, and my fork

The original flow knocking off your socks
Elevate on mics from 1 to 1 2
Here from all the options
That I've run through
The sky's the limit is my principle

on

Standards when they sampled right they make you sing along

Loop the sound

cnd place your bets in line

It aint a long 

melodies and verses just the 
Way we

unlock it

So I scoot round the front to the
Driver door at record speed a bit
Of piss goes on the bonnet but
Forget about that for a second

I open

time next year we're talking awards
You lot are dead like you record in a morgue
I can't applause im appalled
What i write could never be forged by

on the roof straight on a nigga
Bitch better hit my pager, Stojakin'
On a nigga, ugh, sniper
Dirt for your honor, straight dunking
Kick the cash out, he gon'

working these hours, I'm in a frenzy
Put your lighters to the sky high, days are gonna fly by
Every challenge is part of my own climb
I relax and reminisce

shots but I cannot miss
N Every road been journey lookin like what the fuck is this


Tell me what side your on 
Then tell me which side is wrong 
Fuck

event
help me carry out the speakers
and put your favourite record on
We're in a house in the woods with no neighbours at sight
tonight we're gonna touch

not catch 'em today, but I'm gon' find who you are
And when I do I'm gonna put your ass up in the stars
Blood all on my jacket huh
Wonder what that'd be

the more you know
Levitate, record and go
How I'm in the studio, opium with audio
Cautious by default, even written in my horoscope
Book me for a set,

out ... tattered on my hand, the d is in me
you can pretend ... but any
for good times i burn you minds like the ... opinion
and i put on for my city

hard
Imma big dog stick out my yard
Press record cuz you gon wanna take this spaceship
Takin off on a one way to mars
And you turn up regardeless
Show

won't break me, no, they won't break me (Ayy)

(The end of side one of this record)

You don't wanna admit when you wrong
You just want a VN for your song