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See the apprentice is making miracles
The ceiling is rising this it is biblical
They asking where you been at that album finished y'all
I keep you

dinner
First album of the year
Bring the cheers
So many more to come
This shit is so much fun
I'm sending a message
We're far from done
This here the best

I wish we had met
I keep biz
I keep business around me like I'm Buffett
I'm Elon Musk in the flesh I might go to space
And everyone gets a album

and the company
Joe Robbie Boys
Untouchable
Yeah
And by the way, it was never my intention to make a project or an album
I just wanted to make an intro song for my

S Roxxy

The Holstar

It was ’99, the kid was 17 I was listening to c.r.e.a.m feenin’ for promethazine
My favorite Rapper was Dark Man X, I was like

We've been here for days.
If this album is fire.
I'm about to get a raise.
I've been going off topic.
Smoking lll chronic
cin't no rapper going to stop me

this another dead pursuit I'm chasin'?"
They all said that you are wastin' your time tryna make it in this merciless business
But I'm cursed with this

the business, yeah, watch me finesse this
Y'all be tripping, yeah, watch me crash the whip
Made a hit, but got so many, didn't save it
Now I'm cruising down

Attention the Following inmates
When names are called will be transferred
Due to overcrowded conditions

What am I doing?
Have been serving time for

it
You lost in the matrix
Took 3 pills 
My matrix inverted
Hacked by the servers 
Absorbing
Your faces
It's back to the basics
Most dreams are

in school 
And try to own a business if you ain't a fool 
but I was born into this I had no choice 
now I turn the album into a Rolls-Royce
Taught

son
Let me tell these niggas something, God
I don't want niggas sounding like
Me on no album
Keep it real, get your own shit, man
And be original
"Word

us
Y'all are getting sentenced to be murdered by a menace
Huh, real shit

I always kept it real, so now I'm certified authentic
Certified authentic

freak out
My last album dropped to deep south
Why does no one like my shit? wow
Ya'll just tryna fuck with me now but the bad guy's back with a beat down

to these kids with a simple definition
Then wonder why my sales report comes, and no one listens
I created this album to have a heart to heart with

Melanites 

THE SOUL 
BLACK SPACE UNIVERSAL FLOW
BONGS COVERED IN GOLD
BLUNTS ARE HONEY ROLLED 
I DIP BACK 
KICK BACK
LOTUS POSITION 
MIND FOCUSED

while the Empire State
In the backdrop spittin bars with Nas on
The Manhattan rooftop
Talkin business and predicting what quarter
The tape will drop
15,

Fort Collins

Hopsin

Pound Syndrome

2015

Yeah, early 2014 I was on the Knock Madness tour
I was mad about it, I half-assed my album cause I really didn't know what I was rapping for
I was

and beams, no
Them is not my props (The fuck?)
'Cause we got Dracs, AR-15s
Knock a bitch out her socks (Boom, boom)
Stand over a bitch and empty
The clip 'til

A desk job for a pay day
I weighed the risk and reward, you could feel the outcome
It only works if they buy my album
Never signing my name by an X like

Excellence

Byron Bank

Current Situations

an album by myself without feature to spit
And still feature my shit, it's only me and my bitch
All eyes on me, that classic Tupac shit

Now can I get

though I fell in love with grinding, I let go of the thought thinking that someone will sign me, I'll probably have it figured by the time that they find

If I drop an album and no hears does it still make a sound
Is it like a tree in the forest when it falls and no one's around
If I play a show and no

a student
I dropped out of school
Now I'm dropping they jaws when I hop in the booth
Think you are close then you're far from the truth
Too many people logged