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thought I'd be here
Look, I'm surprised I'm still alive
Told by the age of 25 that I should be dead
Fuck, while I'm here, I let my nuts hang
Snap, Colonel

Keep the heater for all of you creepers
Somebody told me love will come
It's not something you seek for 
Together we tighter like 
Lacing up are ballin

no dap
The homies been hurting just toss him a pack
I grew with my brother surrounded by crack
Can't get no sleep somebody at the back
I'm cooking it

of the greats
Somebody called in the silverback,
They fucked by the movement, Matilda raps
Bitch I don't hang with monkey bidness
Crushing skully's and I dump

next high
It's that Devs guy
And you know me I'll get by
But how dare they forget I

Nowdays everybody wanna talk like they
Got something to say
But

getters
Idolized by spitters, y'all remember me?
(LEGEND) MOP The fiftieth mc
Virgo, birth dog, Billy or BD
From the Gang Starr bus we bumpin you flashin
So

L-I-V... E
Carry on tradition like Chap told me too
Keep it thorough, coz I'm 30, but feel younger dude
This hip hop is inspiring me, and liftin' the team up

money never mix it pleasure
And you’re all up on my body like a metal detector

Check me when I’m going out to see I’m with another girl
If I had another

ask where I been
And it ain't a trick question
And bitch I ain't dumb, but I ain't give an answer
I'm building this shit, brick by brick
I ain't

somebody tryna make you an exhibit
Make you an example, make you a statistic
Tryna cheat the hangman, like a bounty killer getting loot
And they carry big

Them M-80s was a little piece of Dynamite
And we carry that same piece all through life
Anybody got a light?

Somebody told me never get too high, too

never ran when shit got Wreck
And Ian never gave up on my self 
Somebody 
Anybody need competition 
I just seen the opposition And I up the pistol
Blew it

Yeah I told you that I hate that one song
Now I'm crying here to the same one
You were telling me we just don't click
And our styles don't mix
Well you

sometimes get you pressed (I'm sorry)
But just hang on homie because one day we'll be the best
I just wish, that somebody told me
All of this shit, that I

I measure a soul by how many people they've made better
In the center of the storm ducking blows like mayweather
So they may weather
Any obstacle

This one is for everyone who told Me I quit Now eat your words Cause you ain't saying Shit
Everyone who doubted that My flame wasn't lit
Forget my

I just scammed a nigga online for a Rolex
I'm finna fuck your bitch with a
Condom and have safe sex
I'm finna use somebody credit card
And it's

Lord to the ghetto, king to the street corner
Police warmers
This is where life expectancy meets karma
Street sagas
Told by a tortured sinner who

girl I slam they call, I told em call me back
Haters got backhanded, because they were always talking smack
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