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weed smoke nigga
Green figures, time to get ‘em by the rack
You don't want that smoke nigga, facts
Its Dope Dilla on the track
CHORUS
(DJ Scratching

Bought a trey wit him, he tryna make A track
He said he threw it in the pot, but it Ain't coming back 
The plug want 'em gone, all the love Has been lost

see the contract or it isn't concrete 

I'm a star look at the signs I want you to see the gem in I 
Funny how I keep it grounded while I still propel

Can't be yourself can't even try
Sellin your soul so you can die
Do what I want you do what you can
You Hating on me
My number one fan
Niggas sleep they

I love it when you ask me how you looking bae 
Cause to me 
You been looking better everyday 
Lately I been having dreams of a wedding rings
But imma

Thinkin how we gone do what you said
I just want all dem hoe niggas dead 

Why all of that tension
I just knew that you’d be happy for us
I ain’t with

of detroit
Tell tee grizz and sada holla at ya boy
If you don't know i go by ferrari
Cause i'm smooth on the track like a rarri
Jealous ass haters i ain't

what you want even if there's a price
Because you never know what might actually be in sight
In sight out of mind, a piece of me that you'll never find

Yoshi and Jaso is like K-Ci and JoJo
On this track I had to do it on my own bro
She's all up on FaceTime
She says I'm better then most guy's
By you I

Yeah, let me show you how it's done!

Feel like I'm the only they never outlasted
Murderous in the booth, I ooze a new passion
I run with up a crew,

Stay Alive in NYC

Memphis Bleek

Coming of Age [Clean]

1999

Yea,
Yea street life
Gutter shit
Soldier life nigga
Get it right
New York City
Where I'm from
Live are Die
Marcy
Do what you do

Check it out now
Yo

that's a top ten goat
Can't float on a track like me, we can talk it out
Yeah, I don't do no comparisons
These rappers you repping embarrass us
I been

I’m Micah marine 
And I don’t need permission 
To sing or to rap 
On my on fucking track 

Riding the back of my horse 
Yeah We do it sport 
And They

Singing softly to me

Mama some boys are playing a game
Like we do back home it's the same
Pull the window up I want to call
And tell them that I love bocce

fuck by how she lookin'
Probably pay her rent, the only way to get the pussy
Life been kinda hard, she don't drink but she do bars
Don't forget your

track of what I do
But I ain't taking chaperones
Don't like the way you breathing at me
Take yo lung and Corazon
I lead the pack but really
I'm

to been my dog
How you changing for some cat
Just know all that shit you said
Know you can not take it back
I just want them racks, I just wanna trap, I

The way she giving it up like how she come from a track
It's the summer I ain't staying I'm a hop around
Said to send a location I'm where the top is down

Yeah
Okay

I'm winning this track meet
Whole team dressed in town sweats like athletes 
Last song I claimed king trust it ain't that deep 
Link In

as big as every continent
So I'll never suffer from lack of confidence
If I focus on all my accomplishments
Yo I do it
Just to say you too could do what

the feature
Okay let's cut it right back to the lyrical rap
Here, grab a seat on this mystical lap
I'm sick of all these cunts cause of how they do it like that

a nigga spit
I get deeper now hear the plot
I don't want u niggas spot
Time running out here my shot
How many problems I got a lot
But The marathon never

still waiting
But shit you know how, people be acting shady
When they see you trying to make it and get no percent of what you making
And why should you

proof? Ask
I fight others, for your rest yeah
You can go ask, you go ask
Otherwise I can't go through ways you
Want me to prove you that I 
I can do more