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why are you still here making your little noises?

49 as in D. I. so I ask do I still feel the fire by my 
53's like I'd be fighting them demons inside

a week in LA to get smoked out in Hollywood
Damn
You only hope he rest in peace
That he somewhere in the heavenlys
Me? Frightened by uncertainty
Like,

traumatized mind
Hate heavy in my heart, he was scared to see me shine
God's son, I'm the one next to two
Searching for that strength, so I can forgive you
Open

spending money on bitches
If they only give you puppy dog kisses
Never look a woman by her thickness whooh (Hey)
On a soft heart be her witness (Hey)
Lovely

igloodolla
Remembered baggy jeans, ripped pants by the knees
Back then I ate cabbage, now a nigga spending greens
Man I still hate the camera, always had

by chance
Flip your coin or claim your cash
I just wanna go and make my craft
Third revision, raising class
Don't think I'm real
Tell me how you feel
I

that no matter the answer your choice was hard
(hook repeated)
(Verse 2)
Why would i run where the fuck ima go if im gone private jets a hunnid shows

is above us
They ain't create life
They pervert it when they touch us
That's why your homeworld
Got picked apart by vultures and the buzzards
chorus

and drinking malt whiskey straight,

When over strolls an ever tempting mistress with a missing face,

She said can I help you son looks like you're screaming,

from something hazardous
I try to speak life
They subtract
Ghetto calculus
I hate it here
Objects in the mirror closer than they appear
Almost died three

nothing in this cup but some liquor
Patron and two swisher
I'm back on my high hater
If you ain't on then it's bye hater
I'm trying to get to this money

makes me wise
Pray for family ties
Don't cross I'd hate to fight
Risk it all thats your life
Down for tribe like I'm Phife
For the fam down to ride
By rap

exposed the lies 
Born a slave but Im so divine 
Lookin in the mirror as I see my face 
All the fights all the scars even see the hate 
Know my history

Some times I talk to myself
Like it's two of me
Guess that's my way of improving me
School is in session
Don't get hit by truancy
Its just

that? Check my records, I see why they hate, they can't handle a flexer
They never see my other side, I'm just a walking reflector 'til I push out these

when I'm on E
Y'all ain't ready
Y'all ain't with the business
Gotta make a decision
I know the Lord my witness
Blessing to those who get it
Love me hate

the holidays
Nobody warned about the danger, let them be targets
God sold Heaven to Satan to make a statement about the Free Market
The Son is long dead, so you

divided by 4 is the 2 reasons they hate me
Lately
I met a new girl named Sadie
Got foreign whipped like Mercedes
I got Mercedes mixed with a Sadie
That's

thanked me
I'm copping Vlone like that shit Old Navy
These niggas really love me but be acting like they hate me
Free my nigga Meech up out that cage,

Death Rap

Kool G Rap

The Pre-Kill, Vol. 2

2012

son
Don't fuck with me I only say it once
Like the end of casino two bats in your spine gory
Every bone in your body broken like you dropped nine

N***** hate think I don't know cause they don't show and they play role
Got some niggas I a ride for & they a ride too when I say so
For all the people who

You just mow the lawn
Remove all the fakes
And now the hate is gone
Reveal the real
Stamp 'em with your seal
Read every fucking word
Before you sign

I submitted my songs for the Eminem Art of Bars
Didn't get selected, took it kinda hard
No hate to Em I know I'm learning to master the craft
In fact

house in order
For you see it's finito!

This family business
Don't be suspicious
Wit better slide
You know The Father, Son
Holy Spirit that live inside