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bitches acting slick
I got six shots in my six shooter on my hip
I got seven, eight, nine bullets left up in my clip
Okay like, for real though
Ten bands

faking culture all the repercussion 
By busting on back stabbing vultures selling my soul for material wishes
Young black male some see me stranded in this

so glorious He's worthy of all our praise 

cll carved out by His great hand
Over the 7 days, He created 
Day and night
Heaven and earth
cnd He put us

to go getting that chicken like
Pockets good so we gifted
Money good for my kids and they wishes like
Mama look how we living
But i know one day ama go

the family tree
Switch it up
Nobody stopping not one of us
Remember them days used to Take the bus
I gave everybody my love and Trust
We been through a lot ian

to navigate through violent times
Through hate they scrape the plate
For the feeling of that dart through the heart from valentine
Some of us grew up with no

Suicide on valentines, I rape the blade across my heart
I wanna die with you
I wanna die with you
Days pass by
Never change, gold chains wrapped around me

Personality

T-Pain

Professional Rapper

2015

I love love and I cuddle for enjoyment (I do)
My dick small but i'm telling you it's nothing
By the time that we fucking they so emotionally

Well I'm sorry I gotta run for my admission
Lickety spit
Eight hundred dollar watch
I know my tick tick ticket to stardom

It's either going on tours

shock

V20
McKinley now dead
I do my duty
As the Country’s head

V 21
“Do right by the people,""
My motto my creed, 
My hope for all
They shall succeed

V

No Competition

Eric B. & Rakim

Follow the Leader

1988

in-depth 

All thoughts I come across, my mind's the source 

Made by the are, of course 

Seven holes in my face as I'm lookin out my window 

Speak

I’ve been grinding 7DAYS with my plans on lock
I’ve been grinding 7DAYS, they like where you at?
I’ve been grinding 7DAYS and I will not stop
Yeah!
For

dadada, la la la la

Yea, let's see God
I know you only do what's best for me
But is it cool if we negotiate my destiny
They always tellin' me it's

goodbye 
I knew that'd be the day I was gonna die
Before the bullets came I was sitting in mud
But by the time they hit it was a pool of blood
And in my

I've turned every success into a coin
that I will easily trade in for your affirmation
And I've wrapped my arms so tightly around my house
That all I

itch more (uh-huh)
Reach in my pocket I could pull hunnids out by the fistful (yeah, look)
Ain't nobody put me on, I think y'all took it wrong
Y'all

Shots fired from rooftops
'cause I got that guap
Surrounded by Rydas like bugs in a shoe box
Aiming at your face like it's
My favorite thing to do (Pop)

and they buyin'
This for my niggas trappin' out them Hondas
Tryna get designer, Gucci they attire
Walk in this building, it's quiet
I break a heart then I

me nauseous here
For a while I haven't visit my conscious
'Cause probably still hung up on a future thinking about 'cha you changed
Seen this new life

is hot
Like the pot on the fire
Mama told me prayer is the wire
To the father
I should ask for my desire
Hmmm mmm

Rest in peace ma nigga Kenneth
You

give her dick for free
I charge a fee, bitch, don't you push me
Name in my phone under Gushy, cause she got that gushy stuff
Hit the road, thirty-seven

Millionaires

Talib Kweli

Mission Control Presents Prehistoric Sounds

2000

the project wars
Bullets never pour
Snatch your life from menacin crack-whores
By standing just outside of the limits of the law
On the face of human waste

whenever we cross paths, that'll be the day for them (day)
Thompson's, M16's and AK's for them
Can just get one, bullets like Frito Lays for them (haha)

And I'm coming for you
Three four
I want the money and more
Five six
It's raw rich lil bitch
Seven eight
Free my niggas behind the gates
Nine ten
I ain't