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the middle yeah (Middle)
I be
The V-O-I-D
Please Don't try me (Me)
Uh-huh me
For everybody
You try to rob me (Me)
Im liking my hope cause the dreams close (Me

you bro
Ima pace my way path the way
Yo oh
When all eyes on me
I feel the fake and I see the phony
Yeahh
And I know when my heart hurts
My heart burns

and on to the next
Got all of this gold on my body
Snatching the mic is a hobby
Found me a grip at the bottom
Going I told em be back by the morning
Speak up, cuz the,

KA the black Tony Danza
Uh
I don't sit calm watching sitcoms
I get on my grind no ass to sit on
I worked it off like I'm a bit thick but tryna get fit

in the country's an illegal immigrant
They gon' try to send me back even if I'm heaven sent
Don't understand my accent?
Oh, you do
You say you don't

Break Away

Nines

One Foot Out

2017

and break down a pack
1A the hood, land all them shottas out of town
Went 'Dam for the plug, now we the opposite of down
Uh, tryna leave a nigga's head by

nigga, R.I.p Kobe (yeah)
You was like a dad to a nigga, so I'm sad my nigga
Had to get you tatted on me (true)
I keep the niggas that I trust by my side

a disagree, meant to be with granny at the beach
I say fuck, everybody, you wasn't with me I covered the trace (nah)
You wasn't with me when I was with Moni

to roll with people uh
Tryna stop my shine with fucking shawty
Tell me the truth and make me cry
Better than tell me lies which make me smile

All I do is

And pushed me to not settle for what was beneath me
Uh, foot on the pedal, I change the sound
Rap's a no-touch sport, my words are flagrant fouls
And your

I decided to search up the news
I couldn't help it but put down my shoes
Oh my god
This could not be true

Look at all the racist
Pulling out their

Now come and tell me what you make it
Of our problems, of our cadence
There’s a reason you’re not famous, every song is unrelated
Oh baby, there’s

destroy me out by the back and just let me cry
Little baby boy with a tear in his eye
Jackknife in the back; I'm a samurai
You little bitch
You saw me in my

the place,
She don't turn up the base.
She just walk-in, everybody eyes on her backs dey gaze.
Are you feeling the sound oh
Spitting fire like sango,
I just

Than pop a bottle or band
Just so you can pop a Xan
And pearl Afghan
By the gram
I'm a man
So I'm tryin to see
You a dog
So you gonna wag it for me
I'm

the white Spike Lee
Keep them Jordan's by me
I done moved it all on 55
What you mean
That's St. Louis and Memphis
And I'm right there in between
Cape

didn't believe
Envy in the air when they see me achieve
RIP your goals I'm watching all of you grieve
Money can't buy you the level that I've reached
But

life r.i.p diz
All I have are memories
And all I want is you right
Here with me again
I don't want to say good by oh nah
All I have are memories
And all

What you want from me?
Such a tragedy

They want my blood, they want my blood
They want my blood, they want my blood

I'm right here, nigga

Ayy, you say I'm a kid
You older than me by a few years
I don't play no games

Everybody already know I stand on bids
How the fuck you say you ain't my

Yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ou
Ou
Yeah
Uh
Dancing in the rain
Got water drippin' down your face
Every minute of the day
Look in your eyes

you in the house?
Japan, are you in the house?
Everybody, are you in the house?
Baby, baby come on
Baby come on, baby come on
Oh, when you walk by every

everybody want it
But nobody wanna spar first (O oh)
They just want the star first
They don't want the hard work
They don't want that pressure
Make

Killing Spree

Defari

Black Mask [Clean]

1999

wack-ass stage show
Oh.. boy, you're just a bore
But you tell everybody that you're like busta
And you got "rhymes galore"
Mmm mmm mmm, ain't that