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man cry to sleep
Make any emcee that want beef be
In a fucking grave yard going six feet deep
Believe it, you don't wanna fuck with me
Playing

G baba
G baba
Beat by kage
Na you be my Melody
When am down you dey pamper me
Can't explain what you do to me
I swear that music is my life
Na you be

all by myself, nobody real enough
It's Dollaz
Rage
Young Dollaz Rage, man
2020 shit, 2021, what's up
Built for any season shit, man
Bitch

raised by my grandmother
I was also close to my awesome grandfather
He was an alcoholic cussing everybody
Behaving like a kid, man I had to tell somebody

Fresh by the way man
Thank you for having me
Look a name without the flame is like a fire without the flame
I let em fly without the aim look ill die

slept on like the softest mattress
But in a couple years you will call it classic
When y'all see I'm the wordplay king
And this fly by night shit is

chasing us like Pac Man
Use to run the bases now my homie is the pac man
I said homie but that was really our brothers
Had to show love
Cause we felt like

Listen up cuz life's a bitch
Preachers preaching positive
God take
God give
Let it breathe
Let it live
Ouu this instrumental sins
Fuck it up like a Benz

clean
Since a youngin' been boomin' no bada bing
Hollywood walk, I need my star by the Bean's
Chisel bars til' they see I'm sculpting a king
Mama hold me

Success my lay up drill
In the mainstream
I win by going left
Pawns whisper in the presence of a king
I wear the crown to move the crowd
Till my last breath

On the west like feivel
All i got is raps instrumentals and a bible
Where I'm from we used to be so damn prideful
Now it seems like we appease who wanna spite

Success my lay up drill
In the mainstream
I win by going left
Pawns whisper in the presence of a king
I wear the crown to move the crowd
Till my last breath

right infront of her mans
And I'm so fine she gone flirt back
DAMN
Big triple six with the bag, yuh
Big triple six with the bag, yuh
Big triple six with

Murdalizin'
Any instrumental anybody tried to throw at me
And that's when hip-hop start to grow on me
You could say that I'm proud
'cause I wasn't followin'

Jam cause I'm the man
These fuckers sorta's and kinda's yo, Ayo
Yo my city behind this i know that you see
That I'm murdering synonyms
All up in it when

Grab The Mic [Version]

Mindless Self Indulgence

Tighter

2011

Lemme tell you now
I came to bring the pain
Hardcore from the brain
Let's go inside my astral plane

Find out my mental based on instrumental

speeding up
Gaining momentum
Sick instrumental
Flow detrimental
Watch when I vent though
that shit is eventful
Yes I'm bilingual
Don't speako your lengo
When

you're nice 'cause you're not
And I hop scotch the instrumental
Now go gentle into that good night, you fought the good fight
And when my team is at your

This is all I know
All I know
This is all I know
All I know
All I know
Man, I find it funny when they wishing you the best
Growing up is easy, but

Dream by any means if you occupy the space
Picture Martin King and Malcolm in the middle of a spaceship
Wait, just then the Grand Priest told Whis
Like

a nigga got stuck

All in her eyes, all her beauty 
Guess I got caught by the beauty and booty
You know I'm a beast
When it come to women and instrumentals

a hymen from a broad
It’s the method of my jaw to make each man red like it’s bound into law
I’m a fuckin Rottweiler mauling you raw
M-m-murder this beat

Uh, dawn's come
You messed with the wrong one
Nah son don’t lay finger on that phone until the song's done
Bout the make the king jump the fuck up

found, 

That makes your escape quick in town, 

So run bitch I’m Running you down. 


Call me King Koopa, I’m knockin down your troopers,

I’m comin out