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that doesn't matter because

You still make my head spin, after all these years you still make my head spin

One step at a time 'til we take to far we

everything
But claim in the streets that
Them the niggas that bang
But when they get out after 10 fuckin' years
Man they try to fuckin' hang
Like a lot of shit

see me in
All these different ingredients
Leave them geeked when they see me thin
Been gifted with this rapping
Ain't no telling when I will stop
It's

Simon says
Chocolate milk by the carton any time of day
I want to be a kid again give me back my innocence
I remember I could make a mission out

then something happened and he changed almost overnight
He called and texted me sounding amped up and delirious
He was spouting all kinds of crazy

the moment, I found that love would not give out
Even if I'm still around another million years from now

And change doesn't scare me, no I'm not impressed by

Circuit's of all these other
Rappers you did the
DVDs you did the mixtapes you
Came up on mixtapes
Like every other underground rapper
In New York

I was

Trilla

A$AP Rocky

Live Love A$AP

2011

(yeah)
One, two, unbuckle my-

Uh, yeah, uh
All these boppers wanna bop 'em, niggas wanna jock 'em
Not a red light or a city cop that can stop 'em

twenty forty-five so this is my midlife crisis
Bad at my job but still employed like a Nazi scientist after World War Two, they-
-crazy to me that more

Hard Times

Carl Thomas

Chicken -N- Beer [Clean]

2003

thirteen, fourteen years I'm thinkin' cool
I might as well, be focusin' on me tryin' to get paid
Usin' these rhymes I've been writin' since in the seventh

for the shining to start 
They all treat me like Simon 
Do what I say From the start
And Just like a siren 
I keep it lit in the dark 
Got impeccable

catching feelings you ain’t my man
Don’t be catching no feelings son
Nah nah nah you was just for fun
Came to my senses after I cum
I’m all about the money

7even

MoneyBagg Yo

RESET

2018

handle business on my terms, these my stipulations (They mine)
Shit been all crazy, crazy, all crazy (All crazy)
Shit been all crazy, crazy, all crazy

can't find myself
Lost in the middle of bland
Don't nobody play nowadays all these digital bands
Ain't nobody musicians no more lyrical cats
How can we go

those nights are still so clear
Who'd have known just how bad I'd lose
And after all of these years
All of my friends
Yeah they all know
This just won't

round doin what Simon say
Teenage years hit she got attached with the trenches
Cuz her mama fell victim to the crack epidemic
She was young and confused

I just lost my dawg last year
My nigga from the sand box
Crazy how these niggas be hating
But still have dey hands out
Told all my niggas that
we

when we were together
Years went by, but I still remember
That day when she has told me the news
That day after all I’ve lost my course

THAT DAY AFTER

Tbh
Written and performed by Derrell


FLIGHT FLIGHT
Rell
You Listening?


It’s still death before dishonor
What it’s supposed to be? (what it's

through all my pressures
In my quest for cash I learned fast, usin' violent measures
Memories of adolescent years, there was unity
But after puberty we

to be admitted
‘cause it’s all codes in the end, yo
Then the cop that put you in there is acquitted
Nah, bro, that’s a big “No”
Even after they admitted

could start jus by a great school

They whitened all the history  
Taught to us in grade school
Maybe I'm jus tripping but it's feeling like they made

He Comes

De La Soul

The Grind Date

2004

approved by Carly Simon
Most rappers is real hard but still hardly rhyming
To all (rise and shine) give God the glory
I already give a percent of mine

buck up to me
I could never snake up
My brothers you're crazy, you're buggin'
I still got a handful of grudges
I still think that nobody's
Better than by