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fury arms
Orangutang driving black Mustangs 
Only wearing one chain, no need to blow up the game
Will this pace be sustained? Im afraid for your brain

nigga we finna fly
We high high n***a we high
Looking down on Mt. Olympus as we float on by 
We just floating on 
We just floating on

I'm the captain

people want him dead
Could you believe Zoë pappy
Killed a ol lady wit voodoo
While he sleep
The women that's desist
Was my real auntie
R.i.p you looking

Mm
What's the one thing you know about bullies against nerds in high school
Maybe elementary schools
Let me explain
(ROSHWORLD on the beat)

I'm

me
By my side, keep my pistol by my side

In my hand when I drive, bust a nigga in his mind
This shit keep comin my way, guess I gotta do it one day
I

He said I woke up and I was twenty five
With a job I didn't want, but I guess it got us by
Got married young, had a son in a house in the town I

When they walk by me 
I can’t play got a 380 
If a Hawk try me 
In the trap where u usually find me 
My 9-9 to B 
Hit my line B 
I’m doin fine G 
I got

chorus

Everyday my heart beats louder

I just wanna be your solider

When you're feeling down
 
I'm gonna make the darkness bright 


Chorus 



I thought

don't move fast
Knew that you was lying
All I need is one glance
Like baby
I know you like me
I ain't a psychic
The way you look at me is like you filled

girls
Wantabi-atarodo.

I say bad girls
Always come my way
Never want to sail
When boys dey town
Dem dey wear short gowns
Slay queens no crowns
But all

the work moving
Like I’m doing fitness
Yea
They was talking down on the boy
So the soldiers I had to deploy
You stuck in hell?
Oh well, it’s Your joy
I’m

Bitch I'm the gladiator
Real nigga illustrator
Fake nigga terminator
Bet not make me terminate yah
Rap game protégée nigga I'm the demonstrator
No

Quality Control

Cut Chemist

The Litmus Test

2004

used to dumb on
Now they be the lovers of brothers that can't front on
Put me in the mix, LP 12-inch
SP, the elegant, poetic pestilence
I'm

Quality Control

Jurassic 5

...For Persons with DJ Abilities

2000

of brothers that can't front on
Put me in the mix, LP 12-inch
SP, the elegant, poetic pestilence
I'm carbonated, the Fanti-confederated
Highly commemorated,

yea

If I was 12 damn well I would pat you down
You can tell by the smell come and match me now
Girl everybody's in your face
I've got no more time

Fruits of the spirit vs the flesh, choose which one to mirror
I hear the voice of my God I'm feeling brighter now
The Ressurection I seek to be with him in

asking for
I never let your small talk make me mad before
Cause after all when its said and done
Its as if these cats wish my only bread was crumbs
So

Keys on the nightstand
Right by my necklace
Glove on my right hand
Couldn't find the left
Didn't see my cell phone ringing wit ya text
I was just

from music
I was a janitor at a hospital" "Stop"
"Deadass Ha ha haha" "Oh my god"
"yeah, so I worked over nights, uh, it
Was like 12 'til 4 AM
Just like

just to lead you on
Onto your next adventure
Carry on, Don't Be Long
You had 4 days, I had 3 hours
But from 12 to 9, I was by your side
Mmm
Ooo but I

What It's All About

Rasco

Time Waits for No Man

1998

they spread it
When fools run they jibbs I came down and dead it
We get it, like givin' a fuck self destruct
I heard ya first 12; Oh well that shit

The way you sit 
The way you laugh 
It's all I have 
Yet it takes me back 
To how I was when I was 12 

Waiting all alone out in the rain 
Too scared

blowing with my breath
As I smash the 3D vision
I am seeing
Still not believing
5D mind bending
I'm sending 9D connection for protection against the hexed

the answer in our own faces
Lawd
They say City son your music heaven sent
I’m just a lonely sinner screaming MOTHERFUCK! the president
Ever since I was sixteen