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seen anything that came within miles
My heart got hijacked by you
Stuck in the traffic
Stuck at the lights what do I see
Some stupid bimbo in a fast car

stay the same everyday
I'm full savage, fuck you, then it's "by bitch"
You get turned on and flipped off like a light switch

Never gonna stop
Rolling

am the King
I Am the King, but nothing like Arthur
I wrote the book I am the author
Lil nigga on 100 percent
Better take me off the charger

Was only

between my fam and the law got a scar face (Got a scar face)
Ima take a risk cause I was made to go the hard way
They be on my back but Ima shake 'em off

take off your raincoat
And stretch out your arms

We both laugh out loud and surrender to it
The sheer force of sky
And the cold magnet Earth

Something

Misunderstood"
Play it for the First Lady, she ain't feeling any good
Play Don Henley, play Glenn Frey
Take it to the limit and let it go by
Play it for Carl

Rollie Pollie on my wrist
Gotta make a flight, big day, slummin' on FaceTime
Fifty K, wonderin' why I'm stormin' off, no race
Emboldened by the bliss
I

must hate yourself
That’s truth and and honesty
Made it from the sandlot wit my niggaz
Told em stand by me
Now it’s back and forth overseas
Shit feel

the coldest
But it's hardened by storms on the darkest days, friction plays a part, you're broke in a million ways
(Uh)

Your heads at a million miles an hour

Like hoping Uncle Bruh finds his way off this pavement
Hope my homies really take advantage of the ways that I’m pavin’
As I forever wade in, the Lord’s

Crooklyn

Special Ed

Crooklyn

1995

Crooklyn, session
Take it back, Black Smif-N-Wessun

Press your luck, you get stuck by Buck
For your bucks, Masta Ace, has the taste
For ducks, and duck

listen up, I'll spit some fire
Talking 'bout hacking, it's my desire
KiwiBot's in my sight, gonna take it down
With Anonymous by my side, we'll wear

'til the cup is overflowin'
Leeroy Jenkins in this bitch how I go in
Gotta have it now or I'm done by 30
Been sayin' I flopped nah I been movin' slow

the A Train
Even farther than Harlem to northern Manhattan and maintain
Get off at 181st, and take the escalator
I hope you're writing this down, I'm gonna

It's Over

Killah Priest

Heavy Mental

1998

Just pretend, watch me blow like the dust in a gust of wind
Flow with the rush when I adjust the pen take you
Miles and miles and miles leave you

off
Tajae Sharp and Cory Davis they gon take yo top off
Running game and passing game you see we have no drop off
Tannehill he gon heat you up just like

on his head at 7.30, he was killed By 8

Tell my shooter to wipe his prints, throw the Gun in the lake
Benihana rice, do
I wasnt some shrimp or some steak

I'm a have all gold to make up for no silver spoon
It'll only take 10 dollars to get rid of you
Had a chance to advance, but yo ass didn't move
Nigga

I'm a have all gold to make up for no silver spoon
It'll only take ten dollars to get rid of you
Had a chance to advance, but yo ass didn't move

the beach is better
Reconnect with soul, or you just lose yourself that's
Why-y-y I-I-I like it cause the beach is better
Taking off on the road, miles away

Let us take you from the Couver, puffin on a buddah hookah
Cross the Salish seas of emcees and producers
Unknowns that you aint used ta
By the Strait

Egypt's miles and miles away
Canna's million miles away
I'm standing right in the middle
I'm standing right in the middle
With no where to go
With no

this muthafucka, throw some weed in cigars
Take him back to the station, analog placement
Two turntables and a mic ‘cuz I can’t stand the funk they’re

Yeah
(The fuck got into you?)
Ayy
Lil Uzi

Get off my dick lil' bitch
And go fuck lil' pit (yeah, lil' pit)
My weed from the garden, yeah, smokin'