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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

to present to y'all
A motherfucker from around the way, Westside
Goes by the name of, what they call you homeboy
You know what it is, tell 'em who you are

check the tally a negative sum

Yeah I do this shit without breaking a sweat

Parlay ya album let’s make it bet

Divy ya music and add up the odds 

For

going on with you, bro
Bro, what is? Are you good
Where my fucking money at, bro

Where the fuck is the rent at
Oh my fucking God, bro. Calm down. What

Mic check, mic check, as I reflect
Mic check, mic check, as I reflect
Mic check, mic check, as I reflect
You are who you hang around
That's why I

tree
No you will not see that fruit really rotten
A bad tree cannot bear good fruit
And you can tell a bad tree by its root
Spreading your word out here

Killing all these verses, might call my album the eulogy
R.I.P. to numerous verses that I done been on

Send a beat, I eat it like pussy, yeah, I'ma spit

Beyonce had the best album of all time
We running on stage, snatching awards
Like 30 deep Wu-Tang shit, we even got swords
Cats is old school, we fire with

got my album complete
In 24 we preparing for this
By 25, we'll be out on the streets
In 2030 I know we'll be lit
Shoutout to me cause I cook all my

paid by the coal, and how the fuck am I still rapping when
the last check was $20 for 2 albums, 20 songs in 2 hours

Independent, ain't what it seem I

winner
But your off season
Has been all season
And that 7 song album all felt like teasing
Will they believe in me
Or will they all be leaving
Cause y'all

Been telling the world that you changed for the better
You told me that you would stick by me forever
The only thing you had to do was forget her
But

want to find mine I know I wasn't planning time
My heart is like a land mine and I already planned time

For when they try to stand by
My name isn't Mary

them take just couple of days
Also that each of my pieces can last but so long
So I'm packing it all in a phrase
Writing this album got me in a craze

Ay, Bentleys, Jet skis, we are popping bottled out the esky
Call the last shots but brother don't tempt me
A man on a mission and that is why they

heat
10th grade where we are today
I think I earned my key to speak
Been in the stu' so long I
Forgot my phone was on DND
By 12th grade, I'm gon' get

The message through the bottle 
Grab the Devil by the horns full throttle 
Lightning striking twice ain't too odd 
When you're looking for a sign from your god

call me the deep
But hold on I got paint on my glasses (what the fuck are you talking about)
Sipping on molasses, while I wipe your album all over my

gettin pussy.
Ladies gettin better by the minute.
Better make me Player one cause you now imma win it.
I get it.
I got a green eye for a pint of Guiness.

lame, as your songs, cause you are mid
Mid, yes i sip a little bit
I am a super swagger but you better not believe it
“Aye, he’s so successful, i guess we

Probably turned it off by now
But since you're still here
If I convince one person to turn off the cell phone
And leave their session of Candy Crush Saga

brothers
Since he got kicked out by my mother
Totin' them AR's, smoking that gas
Sipping on walk, life moving fast

I dropped a new single
That shit was

numb
I just like to have fun
I go crazy, I go dumb
Party until we see the sun
And then we are still not done
Got a business that I run
I been coughin',

fuck an audience, truthfully these albums are just for me
I'm dead inside, when I'm dead outside my body will be mere debris
This cyclical nature is