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me somethin
My last bitch was fag had to save me somthin
Boy you know that I seen rainy days comin
But the way that I see it the change comin
By

laughed and I flat lined
My dog stuck on them pills
That purple drank and NyQuil
I got my Kools and my Kil, Shxt I smoke me one and I chill (I chill)

Whole Washington Heights, all my Dominicans
They all around my way
You know, Chi Town, K Town
That's up there by my way, smell me
Whole Ohio, Ackren,

how it goes
Everything that I done did I done stuck right to the code
People really want me dead and people really want me cold
I done really talked

When i'm rolling deep with the
Gang out in the town gotta pat down make
Sure everybody strapped
Goof walked out by himself so we did it
In uniform

kids in the projects
They wanna be us no father figures
Nothin' that you could teach us
Ghetto streets raised
Is blowin' weed and Black & Milds

and told him
'You'll be okay'
A lot of rappers are desperate to
Be a star by the day they hydroplanin'
They hopin' that they catch they big break
What are

Guess it's a process
To reach my goals
Focus on my projects
Feeling too bold
I ignore the non sense
Watch me turn to gold
Toss around some concepts

paid for by my ignorance
Never regret, do you only love me naked

I've only ever been enough for you to project all your thoughts
I'll never need your

by the serpent
Wine on your lips
I'm close enough to know that that's
As fine as it gets
I'm in too deep and I'm divin' for dinner
She lets me know

'til the tears, dried up inside me
Revenge to the end, laws in NYC
Got up by the way I used to be
Apartment 5D where dope fiends in the hall
Try your

I'll Show You

T.I.

Fuck Da City Up

2012

K. I. N. G
Solemn and envy
Ridin' in the Bentley
They wanna send me, back to the pen
Hope they give me a ten P
Doin' it for my dog, [?] with so

the goofies he sleeping on me that's a roofy
Roll another one 13 blunts lil bitch I'm spaced
I just wanna cut I don't give a fuck give me my space
Hoes talk

on me, u get stuck like a tack
Mini me, u could rly get wacked
Swag jack, i could neva do dat
Shot ya mans, he was posted on lack
Drive by, shot that boy

Growin up in the section 8 projects
I seen a lot I seen a lot
Yea
Seen his momma cry when he died by the ratchet
I seen a lot of shit
Grew up in

(Verse 1)
Tell me what’s up with that
I’ve been in the house 
All day eating snizacks
Shows after shows 
I’ve been watching all on Netflix
Hulu got

reverse discrimination
That shit is a pathetic excuse for reparations

Bin Laden didn't blow up the projects
It was you, nigga, it was you
Bush knocked

broken by Christina's so these Nick's just drum in line like..
Pitter pat, pitter pat
EKG is screaming heart attack
While my therapist is telling me relax

molded and shaped by my pillars and that is for certain
They give me a reason to stand on my feet with no burden
I came here to live, I came here

Sway this is a dream of mine
Before I even rhyme
I don't want to be defined by
These rhyme scheme of mine
They put me in a box labeled
"too ahead

temperaments, left continents dented
Poison vintage wine rhymes I invented
Drunk by the drunken punches that punctures the heart
Vital sparks from the arteries

Glaciers of Ice

Raekwon

Only Built 4 Cuban Linx

1995

temperaments, left continents dented
Poison vintage wine rhymes I invented
Drunk by the drunken punches that punctures the heart
Vital sparks from the arteries

inside
But that's okay cause I don't cross your mind
And I wished you stayed upon that other side because
Life goes fast it could pass you by
And I swear

no picks and chooses
Cuz I hits and lose 'em
And go to the hotel and switch for ruggy
Like a hot, spicy, fire, project girl ta duck wit me
I'm so