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is the way
I got to be

Maybe I'm lost
Maybe I sinned
I got to be
Totally free

Our parents don't love us
Our teachers they say
Things that are boring

I wake up just to get the bag, I do not have a choice
The rap game don't like me, cause I'm making all of the noise
Richard Mille and Amiris, I want

guess they forgot about that way when you can beat cases by making a statement
I was gambling going through stages
I put the loss inside of Las Vegas

like that dude
My crew don’t play by the rules
Fuck with my brother I pull out that tool
Gotta get it that’s a must
Fuck that lil bitch I can’t give her

Coltrane to Danny Simmons to Richard Wright 
to friends with a brick of white, nothing was outta reach, 
but fuck it be proud of me, this could've went wild

Amiri hit up Louis I need all those
My shooter scratch the barcode from off a semi auto
Head up on a swivel gotta make it to tomorrow
Behind that little

to get 'em In
I was broke I pray to God I can't
Go back again
Hated by many men
Niggas out here dying
They spinning like a selling fan
Nah ain't crying

it every minute that we wait for this
Patience is a virtue in a long distance relationship (I got you)

We're halfway to the top, on the way to fulfill

That was a, a Little Richard number that the
Boys rather like and
Hope you liked it, "Ooh! My Soul"
And, ooh, my arms! We've, we've just flown
In

leaning on yo help
Like you got drank in it
Always cuffing bitches
That's my problem
Now, I hate bitches
Call that bitch Atlanta
Friend-zoned her it's

I leave a little splash of agua
I'm dripped out of this century like it was futurama
I've gotten fascinated by greatness so I've been fabricating

[Originally by Joni Mitchell]

The last I saw Richard was in Detroit '68 and he told
me, "All romantics meet the same fate someday:  cynical

wouldn't miss a page
But none of that really matters
When I cut my eyes and roll seen her pass by
I damn near dropped my folds
I'm like Snoopy breathe kush

way, that got me rich
Not only do I got the plays, I got the hits
You on the sideline your time was warmin' the bench
I am a landmine, I was all in

Nixon's Spirit

Hunter S. Thompson

Bunkka

2002

in our nest 
And that was the crime that history will burn on his memory as a brand. 
By disgracing and degrading the presidency of the United

Uh, It's DJ-Z!
Yeah
Man I like my gold
And by now you should know
Fitted from the tip to my toes
Man I like that gold
And it ain't just for show
I

I use that
Machete to Butch Cassidy by the way
His two faggot ass sons' names
Is Shane and Cassidy bang! That's blasphemy
That's the main catastrophe

When it doesn't wanna spin
Motivation paper thin
I've been trying to make amends
How can I do that if I am not in
Richard Millie
Where the hell have you

Last Call

Kanye West

The College Dropout

2004

off the way it should have been
One of my homies that was one of my artists, he got signed
But it was supposed to really go through my production

Manson and his devoted helpers
Labianca and Sharon Tait

That fateful day at Altamount
By a Hells Angel knife a spectator was downed
Still no one held

alone (Yeah)
You was on my ringtone and
I was lost so I found my way roamin'
I was roamin' out in the forest
And when you called me I didn't ignore it
So

whining
I'm about to pull it off the lot and keep it driving
I heard that Rollie
I heard that Richard Mille
I heard that
On shark tank I was just trying

"Gangster Rap has become incredibly popular and profitable 
By selling lyrics about black-on-black violence"
"It's not actually a form of music"

New God Flow.1

Ghostface Killah

G.O.O.D. Music: Cruel Summer

2012

signed by Hov and Dame?
And ran to Jacob and made the new Jesus chains?
In Jesus' name, let the choir say
"I'm on fire, ay," that's what Richard Pryor say