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noise & scream
As loud as you can

We're not done to make some fun
Music's loud & we'll go on
Stay so far but we don't care
Say, 'All is well' & run!

Run

in
Some angels in Your section were destined for greatness
But You changed the narrative, different story You painted
I know they're in a better place

If it's real or just a different hell
And by tomorrow yeah I doubt that I've even fell
Kinda funny you didn't like me in the cell
But you
You're

this fake rap, I'm about to bring the 90's back
Sitting on a whole album of that,
and it's a classic in my mind, made space for the plaque
I'll fill it

I'm super driven by the world right
Number one, leave you back in the bag
Where y'all made me look bad
Cause I wasn't that wack
Highest in the room

the messenger, fire the preacher, they crow
Find the teachers, they don't 
I've been freed by fake folks
Stopping me, no they won't 
They won't stop my bank roll,

me
To a list of problems longer than he snoozing
On all my albums that's alarming to me and with each stack up the result's
excuses
What he lack is

these Ls boy you got an affinity
Passion need put in your verses
When homies ain't trying, they do a disservice
Your 20 track album as deep as it's

can answer these questions
And throughout this entire album somehow transform into someone that you're not and never will be
Or your old self stays

the pot
My wife was pregnant with my daughter at the time
I was workin' on the album, thinkin' that would get us by
But my pride put me in a situation I

gon split, we finna dip if any clip start getting lit
Yeah at first you think you're hid until we hit your fucking crib
Hit a lick up on lil babies
Yes

Evil Mind..
& I trust that Music is the way for me.. like an outlet...
& So; if you wondered why my album werent out yet
Here yarhh BEEATCHH!! This is

all the way back in 2023 
Saved it for my album cause I know a fucking masterpiece 
Made a plan, took a while but I did it all lonely
Must've opened my

on fire
Looking through the gallery of memories in my heart
I can feel the lord whisper in my ear
Child, you're not alone
Your faith is growing
Just focus

Bacardi and eight spliffs
The teflon don of the pennin' through pages
I ride by my respect, oppress my ops until they see the message
Tried to be as fly

us French Toast tomorrow
Excuse me
Just my truth fueled by this bottle
Truthfully you're a model
Of brilliance
I'm curious
How are you with children
I

Well hi don’t know if you heard no features No bad songs  by Lano Roy this man is dripping with success for a person to have that many hits  in

the streets of NYC
I'm blacker than the album
Made by jay z
Just like pink guy
My dick pays rent
But I don't fuck with girls
Unless they're off the fent

I

sun to meri album
Apna sound apna method mai rehbar
Tera flow outta pocket
Mera flow urta on rocket
I know you can't stop it
Go ahead try to top it

So just be quiet, let us do our thing
We do it fast, do it slow, and everything in between
My flows are the best so they call me a king
And they're

the bottom now we're here
We've been through it all shed so many tears
Through the rain keep pushing never fear
Now when i hit the stage crowd cheers
Got my

your G-
Gauge, get engaged
With these shells, like my enemies (yeah)
Man, fuck peace
By any means, you get shot up
Even your hut, trees
Was

nigga, you know drop albums while working overtime?
Old relationship, bad habits fading the nine to five
If I'ma go get it, ima get it, live it until I die

my album, but ain't no smoking in the workplace
Thanksgiving, eating good like, isn't this your third plate

I was bound to be something great, I guess