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of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't

do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)

Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)

no illusion

Tinie Tempah, come in

A hundred thousand people everybody mosh pitting
I make the most of every minute that the clock give me
So

stepping on
You’re my best role model, you’re my biggest fan
Always teaching there’s is no can’t, only can
Thank you Tito for being the best brother ever
You

He was Punishin' Big Dope Jungle Brothers was Krazy X Three
It was he his Son Doobie King Tee
A Fresh Prince Paul Kid Whorodin' in a Capri
Comrades

And that's why I had to make this
Twenty-minute rap song
I'm 'bout to one take it
I just made my first album
Full of songs from the depths of my heart

target practice
Really hope that y'all don't mind, but I really need to vent
Speaking with a flame, but I'm soothed by Jesus' breath
Never was surprised,

Too scared to fall in love
Who's your daddy
How fucking rad
Once you get on that bus you ain't got no mama no more
You got your brothers on the team

Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by

know how to swallow it
Cheese he means
Excuse us, please
This the N and the G: Project PNC
If you don't mess with we'll allow you to leave
For those

color yet they're turning red from the blood shed by their fellow brothers
I see my sisters struggle for assistance from their fellow sisters and get

no drive-by's
We walked over

COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas

Dealing wid tha bullshit daily
We all got struggles baby
I look to tha sky for ah blessing
I know I haven't prayed n ah minute
It's so much death

way and do not f**k with me (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Grinding hard just trying to see my brother free (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I don't need no company

Eyes wide shut but they know
Buried alive by the lies in their soul
Their stride of a blind man's stroll
Well for whom does the next bell toll
I'm

Eyes wide shut but they know
Buried alive by the lies in their soul
Their stride of a blind man's stroll
Well for whom does the next bell toll
I'm

Funky Child

Lords of the Underground

Here Come the Lords

1993

crawl and hit rock 'n' roller
I'm caught in the swinging, hear no ties by the Pendulum
Just ???, so this is how I'm killing them
K is on the M.P., Jazz is

Psycho

Lords of the Underground

Here Come the Lords

1993

on the mix and now the Lords have a hit like POW
Now it's time to get buckwild
And watch my funky brothers freak the underground
In a second, or minute, in

laughing cause I told her my pipe dream
But this the same bitch that's finna rip out my pipe thing
Put it on my life I'll die by this rhyme thing
Ripping n

Will I ever drop a Grammy album?
Will my brothers turn on me like the brothers did Malcom
Will I ever get out of depth
They ain't want to pay me then

going with it
Let's take minute, and finish why came to live - that's our bidness
Spirit lift ascension, no tension, intervention of soul, transcendin

My Introduction

Zigidy

Tha Zigilaytion

First rap album I owned had ‘Dope Feen Beat'
In the grade school, had a fool suspended for a week
I called my teacher bitch, principal a bitch
In

a Fortnite clan
Creek Squad, some are Builders
Some are Shooters, victory Royale
You're gettin' styled by a country singer
Down at the Cut N Corral
Jeez I

sharks
Boy I grew up by the lake
43rd that's right off state
We was out here on the trey
I went to hell n back
Twenty-three & one and three hot treys
Now