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wrote for me
I grip a stick I wrote a
Poem not a rap
I'll be slapping when
The money's bottlecaps
Fall out
With niggas that care about
All clout

give others to surrender
And you know what
They're some that worship
And there is others
Down like a sunk ship
And there is people out there
Partying

problems
I'll rip your heart out like Kano

Then eat it like Dahmer
These rappers fake and I know it
That's artificial intelligence
Like AI

I'll call this

Buy out the mall but I join the VAT line
I’m tryna get the cash back

Nigga I’m a class act
With MasterKraft on the track with Xclusive
I’m the bank you

dismissed
 
What the fuck you mean by pride?
I got 4, 5, 6 kids wanna see me die
Okay, I'm alive, I'm alive,thats a surprise, what's the price?
Fuck your

the passenger
Kush in my lungs lick your lips we be flirting
Toes by your kneecaps looks baby no swerving
You say I'm flyer than Julius Erving
Can't fall in love

My eyes, they shine
Just like rubies do
Chilling with some villains
Smoked out Scooby Doo
My eyes, they shine
My eyes, they shine

In the lab with

be surprised when you find out yo buddy fake
When they ready to kill you, they'll set up a date
You'll be closin' yo eyes like you meditate
Better be

that's the problem
The fuck you expect? I go get what I want
I want you to say you picked me with your voice
I'm twenty-five, love, but I came by

Piñata

G-Wiz

Piñata

2014

niggas correspond, bitch
Kick the fuck out of the track on some Jean-Claude shit
Get the fuck out of the streets, nigga, I bomb shit
Shit ain't all good

Land

Patti Smith

I Never Talked to Bob Dylan

1977

Our lives are now entwined, we will fall yes we're together twining
Your nerves, your mane of the black shining horse
And my fingers all entwined

there's a Heaven you would think they'd let ya speak to your son
Maybe she has in the form of a baby's laugh
I heard passing by in a stroller, remindin'

W.R.O.H

Ab-Soul

These Days...

2014

Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in

ain't even worried
Cause if someone were to shoot me, I'd come back and kill the jury
I'm really comin' out the mud, cause I'm droppin' with a thud

you?
Been through this a million times
Your civilian mind is so perfect at always being lied to
Okay, take another pill boy
Drown yourself in

get snaked, you can get faked
Out by the bitch that you feelin'
'Cause you thought that she was an angel
That bitch ain't no angel, I treat her halo

Freefallin'

Atmosphere

To All My Friends: Blood Makes the Blade Holy

2010

through Friday and Saturday's for bonus perks
Nobody befriends the beast
Just to make ends meat and try to pay rent and eat
Spreadsheets by the end

What Your Sippin On Lyrics
Artist(Band):Britney Spears Review The Song (0)

This is AC wit Britney (yeah)
We goin' out tonight
This is gonna be a hot

Working hard, I don't gotta be employed
To deploy these tracks, like Sheck Wes
Or the Jack Boys, call me cactus James
Ain't the best out west
but they heard

Fly Till I Die

C.L. Smooth

Soul Survivor II

2004

It Out on a Pete Rock track like C.L. Smooth
See we livin' in the Matrix way before the movie
Kids fiendin' 'ore the camera screaming, just shoot me

Krueger imp'n on shoulders putting the lights out
Open eyes up no you can't sleep tonight y'all
They stealing dreams and will have your souls by

don't play 'round
Shoot 'em in his face if
That boy ever play wrong weed by the pound
With a wholе 'lotta heroine
32 shots if a nigga evеr run down

Glock tight, smoked out
Glock tight, smoked out
Glock tight, smoked out
Glock tight, smoked out

T is for the track, which we see these junkies eye

tattoos

Do not  act rash boy your life is hanging by a thread 
You get two strikes on the third filleting you instead 
Thunderclap flash, zenny stance