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matters be internal think I keep a nice decor 
Legend in the making mark my words I'm red for war
Finna sell out arenas my demeanor yearns for  sumn so

damn she so good at head
No Crybaby coz I Save that Shit
Never lose work coz I save that shit
Aint a drug dealer or a crip
But if you do me wrong you'll

you, I ain't phased by the gnats

But everybody's tryna catch a wave
And they ain't gettin' paid
Yeah they know, they know
That this shit isn't as simple

In the heart of the battle, under the open sky,
We stand side by side, my brothers, oh my!
With courage in our souls, our heads held high,
In this

roasted
Fuck a bitch, I'm chosen, you ghosted
Now he here, now he ain't
Legend live like a saint
Triple-double in the paint, if the come up quick I hope you

too far
Tell my niggas that the whole world gone be ours
Come to the spot we on Hollywood blvd
I'm a legend so I need my name on a star
No hands

a different high
Killer the instinct its do or die
Caught you off guard yeah that by surprise
J. Scott and 205 on the rise
 Not that one I want the bigger prize

It’s so cold 
It keep u froze 
U on ur toes 
Skip hop dancing 
Like we hiding from po
Keep a blunt rolled 
Everywhere we go 


Perfect timing 
Ain’t

win…..dis niga still owe me for dem zips I’m tryna rail Em in……I been after blue chips so long….a never trust again…..got set up by a cluck…..me an bro was

rappers now get cuffed by limitations 

Going for the gold the goat aint no debating 


Smooth as butter I cannot believe I aint that motherfucker selling

tell by the way I be snapping
I’m the type to post pics with no caption 
With most I don’t like interacting 
I sit back and just watch all the acting 
I

line, I'm not like these other guys
Great rhymes, but I’d rather watch paint dry
The best punchlines are those that take you by surprise
So find something

niggas move like GTA
4.0 street GPA
I'm bout my business, DBA
I‘ma beat em, but fuck how they staged the odds
Inshallah I’ma do it by the grace of God
I

controlled by whores

quitter the world alone behind the doors 

trustin' amigo and defeat the ego , the bad and the evil are facin' my fame 

the grave

and I'm under that
By the end of next year I need a hundred stacks
You niggas spend your money, get your money back
Invest in dreams cant teach dummies that

the alley ways

I use to think about the leaps
When I was on Vernon Road
Eating fries and shit niggas was high as shit
Use to bag up in the middle room

guardian angel

I remember back in high school just beginning
They would hype us up like we was all some local legends
Nic just got a mic and we was putting

now he locked up making chump change by the hour white man tell’em when to shit, shave, sleep and shower reading black power novels minutemen armed in

game
Are we live...
Put yo hands to the sky…
And middle finger if you high
You know legends never die
We grow wings and we fly…
I been…
Ice cold boy I'm

die in they final hour legends live in-spite it
So fuck the tyrants I'll be buried in my treasury
Cherish and remember me my essence was a pleasantry

The Thompson Submachine Gun or the Tommy Gun as it's called
Uh
It's an automatic weapon, capable of delivering a high rate of fire
Uh
Let's see how

don't fuck with snow
Always had to hustle though, ain't afraid to tussle, hoe
Westside baby found my brook like I'm Russell bro
And I wasn't born by

Produced by Nurelle, so, this song should do well
The Passion Mixtape (Friki friki friki fricki Guess Who's Back)
Clap Your Hands
If you feeling this

the Obamas
Cause at the end of the day
Any problem doesnt matter till
I get a smile off my mama
Walking by myself
Staring at the stars in the sama
Got a room,