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fuckin' blood, sweat and my tears, cause...

It's showtime, why don't y'all motherfuckers come have a seat
And prepare to be blessed by the hardest rhymes

I'm dragging my nuts I got all of this shit on my own
Lil bitch I don't need nobody
She trying to fuck, I'll be there by Eight probably
I got want

upstairs
Deep in my thoughts plotting my steps
Feeling the beat dropping the punch lines
Make one by one I kpoo the whole tracks

As nwa ogbe enweem men
Men

gets respected like a king when he's on the scene
So bust a move, cause you know he's def
He's my deejay (the magnificient) Jazzy Jeff

[ VERSE 2

cliché, call me mero mero, I'm a bad hombre

My posse growing larger my men are getting meaner
The homie Chuco shot a prostitute in Pasadena 
She gave him

mero mero, I’m a bad hombre
My posse growing larger my men are getting meaner
The homie Chuco shot a prostitute in Pasadena
She gave him gonorrhea, so he

And I'm moving 'til my legs give out
And I see my tears melt in the snow

Pain don't hurt the same, I know
The lane I travel feels alone
But I'm

bounce back, know I'm coming Lethal
Always staying 10 toes down for my people 
These knives in my back got my blood sub-zero

2 clips thats a sequel
I

Shine

Royce da 5'9"

Layers

2016

don't want it
I'll eat you for breakfast, one by one I got ya'll serial numbers
I'm about to send a tweet out to my nigga Stylez
Tell him he got

I put the helmet on my mic and tackle MC's
I break backs of fat tracks and freeze
And get up on these, and hit your knees
Trick, can do what you do,

rapping is ass
Shit I don't need a courteous pass To be that rash
 I never thought the USA could BE this mad
Judging by the people that they're putting up

wipe them tears then she worked harder
Endurance seared into my eyes and the word "martyr"
How much more damage can I take before the day done?
Where my

I awoke on the side of a hill, the sun beaming down on my face
Two men stood there with him, smiling, glowing in peace and grace
The son of man, dark

Mended by your shining star
The moon had brought me
To your lights
The sight of a fight to a fire
Only we can ignite

I can feel you
Breathing in my ear
I

jerk a thousand tears out the eyes of a mean kid
We bring the takes that will tie you to the track. 
Be the stick men we grip pens and glide over pads

far too short to be granted to the modern god David Bowie by this universe

There are two men in my apartment right now cutting up walls with power

controlled by this substance// The loneliness, having a home is what I mostly miss/ My only wish, is that I never sold my soul to opiates// I gave away my

I Used to Be a Country Singer

Gordon Lightfoot

A Painter Passing Through

1998

and a drinker's look, but she had a friendly style
She dusted my room and made my bed and she talked of days gone by
She spoke of when she wooed the men; a tear

the tracks, check my shoe size
Don't ever choose sides
Never need a truce to cruise by, but a drug is crucial for lewd dimes
Grew to recruit highs
En route

Who Is Benzino?

Diddy

The Benzino Project

2001

and take my life and
God! Do you really want my life then?

[Benzino]
God hit me with the track, Diddy keep it gangsta
When in the city, crime scene, no

a drink

Oh, my faith breaths from the fears which smell like cherry tears 
Behind those four walls
You are the anchor, but you swim around
 Have lost

aside
Ignore, Tears rolling, Down children's, Eyes
Unemployment, Racism, Increases, Crime
Position, Switching, Paycheck, To welfare line
Medical

aside
Ignore, Tears rolling, Down children's, Eyes
Unemployment, Racism, Increases, Crime
Position, Switching, Paycheck, To welfare line
Medical

with it i got it im shinning 
Vs 2
Bare so much pain in my heart but that W still in my site i since by my dupness some somewhere in the shadows waiting