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up, and play it loud
Hip-hop's embedded, before I said I wouldn't let it
But me and the microphone is still magnetic
Straight off the top, I knew I'd

go to school
All by myself run me yo' shit for that flag
I got my second million dollars
I'll never look back
I give my youngin' 20 thousand for

And I'm so loved by the white people
That they could approach me in the back of a dark alley with a black hoodie (true)
It's as real as it gets (true)
It's

Serpentine

Motorpsycho

It's a Love Cult

2002

couldn't get it

last time we deviated,raving about it
we had no second thoughts
I spent a lifetime finding out how you move
crooked constellations

I can never get my mind right, there's something wrong with me
Blinded by the limelight, it's getting so hard to see
Twenty four seven I'm high, I

on the wall I'm fine
Tell myself it's all in my head 
Swear I still smell you in my bed
Twenty four hours under quarantine 
Think these four walls closing in

still inside tryna feel and heal
My own hater
Second guessing is second nature
Second place is accepting failure
Well I mean, it is what it is right
I

captivated by her
Though this captivating was caused by your own perversion and passive misogyny
It is also only you who could free yourself from this
Resist

me too?
Don’t you regret it?
What am I to you?
I can’t breathe anymore
No second without you


Don’t let you stop 
By the burden in your head
Get over

Have you ever felt
Like no one else could feel you
The harder that 
You try to live
The more that life will kill you
& still you try to pick it up

I said I'm still the same me
Got a little change it could never change me
It don't matter what you say cause you still ain't me, but
But ain't

pit
Pipe down, let me get in on the gossip
Tried to get a grip on my mind before I lost it
Just spent thirty seconds staring at the faucet
Dealing with

second best
Baby I'm not impressed, well I think this
Time is still suspended
When you're not by my side
No more nights outside marinas' skies
Ah this time

second best
Baby I'm not impressed, but I think this

Time is still suspended
When you're not by my side
No more nights outside Marina skies
Ah this time

Hustle 24-7 boy no break
The street no be safe but I still gon' dey
The game no be safe but I still gon' play
Fake jiggas all around so I depend on my fate

stayed home don't know why I came out
Momma not home she stayed with my father
Hospital fronted but shoutout the doctor
Home by eleven it took me a hour

Happy Hour (Worktape)

Chase Rice

Dirt Road Communion

2012

(Alright, Worktape, take fifty-six)
(Fifty-seven)
(Fifty-seven, I'll make it right this time)

Tonight's Jenny's pourin' the Smirnoff
Guess

that it's meant to

I dream by on stills of the sky, settled in the grass
Sit up, and then I fall back
The good die young, like years before
But when

grab the M-I-C and start to wreck it
And after the wreckage, you still want seconds
So that has me beckon the next beat to be a hit record
This pro mic

fast forward seven years, and this shit still ain’t right
Wanna give up, but I swear that shit don’t be feeling right
Now fast forward seven years

make it happen

As time goes by, an eye for an eye
That's the best way to keep everybody blind
When the truth is in the building all these lives gon'

[Juelz Santana]
It's the home of 9-11, the place of the lost towers
We still banging, we never lost power, tell em
Welcome to New York City, welcome to New

seen it and I just turn Stevie
Wondering if she love me or is this lil bitch just needy
Cuz we been through a mess and she still ain't leave me
We still

I gotta, that’s a whole lotta
Things I don’t wanna do but I still gotta
It’s hard to struggle and not be forced to hustle
Ain’t a clown or circus man