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You'll meet the dirt
I'm a new boy
Means I'm a jerk
Need me a freak
Come get this work
Rookie of the year 
That's by next year
Just started rappin
Had

to much about it but It ain't me that they want
The more I walk the less is clear but I see more of my faults
What's the cause I think depression comes from

Good Reception bad reception
Point me in the right direction
Need to hear You
Feel me near You
Hoping I receive Your signal
Can You hear me
Come in

even near it
You're outclassed by your granddaddy when it comes to team spirit
I'll die with my loved ones, while you rot on the NES
You can't boss me

to the secret
Not really into the scene
Rather be seen by a hundred or more
Who want me to grow

Who come for the show
Who mosh in the pits and follow the flow

hesitate to bust it yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
All my niggas shoot sharp like they troopers
Tell the bumpman he gotta come sooner
Got two trunks full of merch gotta

that bitch like Chris beat that bitch like Dex
Never been rich, gotta touch a check
Glock by my draws when i'm having sex
Told her get a helmet I almost

a perc
Vil is so cold he came out the freezer
Now sit back and listen because I am the teacher
They say I was trash now they want my feature
I'm taxin so

don't live the same
My momma raised me up, just to play no games
But when it comes to these females I understand how yall detail
Everything you see

to get to me
Malicious moments marinating in my memory
When I'm gone hopefully the world will remember me
This pen help dodge the penalty

A snap to the brain and now it feels as though he loses marble day by day
Here comes more dreams with you, my love

Your love shines over me, just

And when weak moans by an indignant world
Re-echoed, to a throne are backward hurled
Who listens hears the mutterings of Fate

kingdoms
And fix our eyes on Christ who reigns.

When He comes, our glorious King,
All His ransomed home to bring,
Then anew this song we'll sing:
Hallelujah

know where I come from
So don't become complacent with self glorified metaphors and inaccurate computation Yeah I choose to be happy
My hair is nappy

Bounce out, wit, sticks, cock, aim, shoot, hit
Bounce out, wit, sticks, cock, aim, shoot, hit
Bounce out, wit, sticks, cock, aim, shoot, hit
AR by my bed

that dress I didn't feel like a monster
He was my love, and I was a goner
I only wish that it could have been longer...together

I'll be your bride 'til

charged with crimes that he didn't commit
No, I won't come out, no I'd never admit 
That I miss you 

Bum bum bum bum bum 

Oh there's plenty of things I

of these lonely sleeps go by 
A lot better since you left 
Even absent my soul is selective and direct 
When death come to collect lend him a leg before he

pocket
Champagne you cant afford by the poolside
Real pretty in the face and her teeth white
Acting boujee coming slow with the reply
Now she said she

and biggie 
Skipping the negative 
Competitive when it come to collecting lettuce N 
Got a fetish man 
Misfit letterman 
Same color them number 10s 
Cold steel

why he act this way
I can't have a crustacean inside my space
When I see them listen what I gotta say
Jealousy
Niggas can't even stand next to me
I got

me
Well my body lies here in Texas
But my Heart's stuck in New Orleans

Last night I was sipping on tequila
When I crossed paths with a bad señorita

to eat kids
Get caught sleeping da devil sure to come creep in
Once you in his clutches it's you he sinking his teeth in

For da love of money
Da strangest

guess I wear my scars like a ball cap, now fall back
Address me by my name, n-a-n-d-o
Never been the same, since a few years
I heard that God really came