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to lie
No time for rest I'll sleep when I die
You look in my eyes, it's evil inside
It's my turn for a piece of the pie
I can't follow you cause I lead by

Smelled on your aura, heaven scent
I know you were hurt
By some damn peasant
I wrote you an album, I got presents
Yeah you dyed your hair all black
And I'll

to the limits
My flow a give you sickness
My album should be prescripted
Talking all this shit cause n**** I went and did it
Hold up wait a minute by now you

no daddy
Had to learn by the streets breaking bread with my homies
Breaking bread with my homies
I'm breaking bread with the homies
I been on this

sense of the madness
I don't process things when they happen
Push it aside, then months gone by
Before I let go of a small interaction
I cannot write

like cole
Colder nights frightened by yelling and banging
Old heads get angry when they get to dranking
Time in my ends left me in my own head a lot
I

by the book
Leave you wonder what I took
Leave you calling me a crook
I don't know how you mistook
What you do as being good
Thinking you misunderstood

Turned the condo to a tree house
Way too many b****** in this b****,
I hadda re count
But i go back to the hood to play with pots n pans
Album done if

Imma let you know
That everything you hear upon this record
Is all about my life, its getting better now
But this on a certain situation
This album

Start this album out by saying
I love you p-red
I wish you weren't dead
Fucck a piece of lead
One time he carried an
AR across a persons lawn
In his

Rent out some bouncy houses
For the album party
When this shit comes out
I'll have hoes all around
Throw them sprinklers on
Get these bitches rowdy

I ain't never wanted that damn raging contradiction
So I killed him off this album this mixtape is all or nothing
Hated by who loved him to some

Hi, my name is Rex Cordon
Welcome to The Revenge Of JRC Vlogs
This album is about me
Starting about April 2019 to right now
It starts with me

of thyne heart Father God
By unction of the Holy Ghost
In Jesus name
Ya ya ya
They told me that I was going to get everything I'm putting out
That's why I

Rappin trappin singin i am my goddamn featuring
Wack ass rappers droppin albums, screaming victory
Cuz of numbers bought by labels, that's the industry

cuzzo 6
Nigga did a 3
Told him before he left that I got em
Came back and ain't no sign of me stopping
I told that nigga that a promise a promise
Always

in your mind
By thoughts and stress around you
This song
This album proves that you can get through it
You can Find yourself
Yeah in my mind i feel all

afraid of
Is the numbers they can reach
What if they're consumed by
Someone off me who could leech
"Hey we like your songs
We think they have a chance
We

me I still feel fine tho
Chillin wit my dawgs in the pound
If your energy Golden be careful who u keep around
If u knew me back then just know I'm not

die here
I don't have to try here
Can I get my two sugars please?
Jesus made an album
I'm still waiting in the line for cream
She dream in

real for them lames (lames)
I was always bout my change (change)
Four solo albums in, still doin' my thang, what the fuck is you sayin'?
Y'all niggas

"Fly" Snuka
Tomahawk dunk on all of you five-footers, uh
Speaker knocker, this that 45 woofer
Slaughter guys, and this hit was ordered by the Butcher

You don't, you don't wanna be in fourth place, man
Hahaha, yo

Roaring fire with the bear skin rug
She said, "Don't pretend we back in love
I'm

talk, lets just skip straight to the thing
Tryna make you ride a nigga like he's
Triple fucking platinum
Tryna drop an album
Open up your legs, I'm tryna