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Blacks back and I'm really king/
Bout to be to NY what pacqauio is to Philippines/
Looking out the window like Malcolm by any means/
Can't trust

To the smoothness
Wolfpack warlords
Chop you up ruthless
Living in pain
And die with no future
Beast mode engaged
Blood thirsty
Been in bigger games
Than big James

Forest Hill the hills that be my hometown
Done it by myself I never got shown round
I just bag my dots and then I roll out
Started off small now I'm

bro be playing with ice
That shit white like vanilla
Only when i look into the mirror
Do i see a contender
All my niggas is realer
Ima zombie in

Dbum dbum dbum soft ass got trucked by Ry
Max is so gay
Aye we fuck for free

How you get exposed playing never have I ever
Got my first kiss in

Bitch know she a monsters just won't admit it
Home grown ass but the dr ha titties
Addicted to fasho dressing Prefect
Designer white forces specific
By

bitch, uh
I'm losing focus lemme get it back
I ain't no Harlow but call me Jack
Not the white one I'm half black
There's a harlequin rubbing my back
Your

bigger than Lizzo
Got a little mac that'll bust you in your guts like King Hippo
I ain't a killer but don't push me partner
Two cocked by the bed for

Top Cat

Slick Rick

The Ruler's Back

1991

this rich white lady sayin "Ain't he the cutest?"
Clerk said on real estate, so in the car, we'ze awate
Although the ho better know I want 4 mills a day

running headlong in the opposite direction
Dazzled by bright lights and white noise and shouting
Loveless and joyless and poetry-free
Music that never shuts

Diamonds And Gold

Cheeto Gambine

Top of the Line

2016

Safe tryna hustle 'round here think there's money to be made
You'll get robbed by somebody underage
We don't rock brands like Vans, only J's
We don't

17 Dead

Insane Clown Posse

Beverly Kills 50187

1993

I got shot with a buck shot, shot me down
But you know you can't paint a frown on a clown
Sewer gutter blood runs through my system
Death stopped by

And we get old school verses for our offerings
Wait
Little sis got kid by her mama bigger brother
That's her uncle
Pay the bills so they keep it on a hush

Tiger Style

Mad Child

Lawn Mower Man

mangled by a hundred ugly, angry, Anglo-Saxon's

[Chorus]
Tiger style
Tiger style

I don't like this new shit but, what the fuck do I know?
White

cuz our dreams were bigger

Artists and athletes, and all in between
Not to sit and work like a well oiled machine
We all know children want more
So

Soul of a God, heart of a King,
Real recognize, the realest things, 
Between the lines, I see the schemes,
The more I strive, bigger the cream. 
See,

them all
All white with the platinum brows for when the body be pumping through the mall.
They be stricken by the backside, I’m bout seventy-two inches

tired
By the time you was thirteen
I had hurt dreams
I use to skip over my pain
Like at least my momma
Not a fiend
But I lost my dad when I was five

Bumpin' 50, it calm me down
Hit the house straight to my room
Shit I forgot I got a paper due

But I just wanna get high
Don't know how I'ma get by
But I'ma

What's all the fuss about all the hula
Can't speak Spanish but I know green is mula
Blinded by a light but the lord's by my side
Above and below

Conditions were harshest
Now I got a bigger crowd, a mosh pit
Spitting Auschwitz
Different women all on auction
Never got it free
Now I run it like I'm forest

know that you mad 
When I do it with ease 
Give a fuck if you trip 
Just fall and then leave

Gets bigger, GD been that n****
Mike Jack red suit, n****

Life in neutral
A spinning box fan in the corner of the room
Twin bed, wasting time in your head
Hand in hand pinned down in the sand
My limbs die

I was outside chilling with gang gang me and my bros
All of that talkin' won't fly by may day
Ready to go like we racing see an open shot I take it