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album of 90s deserving Gram-
Mys just for being a rap record
Click and clack

Sleep on this and stare, looking up on here
I'll be down there

Three verses

looking I see temptation by Satan
It's quite amazing
But it's oh so draining
All these pictures that I painted
Like I was Picasso
It ain't black and white

that made the difference between hits and album flops
And being the toughest act follow
Watch that black boy fly like Arron Afflalo
The apollo's just

stopping, stopping
Album dropping, dropping, dropping, dropping (Stopping, stopping)

Yeah, they use to call me Wave
And I can pull up anytime to get my stack

homies use to tell me that she was no good
But I'm da manic in black
N-O-R's ease whores
So I figga niggas wouldn't fuck with mines
Guess what I got caught

Shook cause I slid
On this Svg(ar) so witness
The cook how it look
In eyes of the livin'
Young man fit for the part (yeah)
Black ass nigga
Get lost in

Trying to get me home
Before the street light would turn on
And the sky turned black
Because that's
When the evil arrives
'Nangs', needles and knives
How

been rated
A man again, Second Album right here
Getting noticed by a lot of my fans
This where I Stand
Being back again like I never Left


Last verse I

Similar to Jay's BP, on Black Album
Safe to say that listeners vital, Can't live without em'
I jot the pointers down for the future, memorandum huh
They all

to imbue my pain
Into the black dragon flame that I spew
Three doom bankai when i die
Just try setting me free
Before you go to war with a super saiyan four

biz
I talk a lot of mess for someone new to the business
Folks ain't heard me yet, they gonna witness
That the future is
Black excellence
If you wrote

driving shiny big black cars
And every day I see the news
All the problems that we could solve
And when a situation rises
Just write it into an album
Send

I'll be here until it's my
Moment to face the truth
I volunteered to be your shield
But I wasn't strong enough
Shattered on impact by those
Visions you

Yo I wish I could bring back the west African black rhinoceros
They straight up don't exist anymore
Every jump shot you take you miss
But bring it

young, black and wealthy
Them all went ghost when it was time to help me
Now is El Saint Louis on y'all  speakers
Stay in your zone cheap talking like you

the feeling
With no plaques
Back when albums would challenge acts
Like its cinnamon
Now their stats just need filling in
I'll be the villain in
Industries I

and I am The creature, did a whole album I Don't need a feature
This is my class and I am the teacher, This is my church and I am the Preacher
Hanging

Let's get it, let's get it baby
Man, this shit is blasphemous
Fuck'd around and mutted all of my addresses
(Damn)
Ride by myself, don't need no

vacation
Popped up for a pop up
Atlanta, they adopt us
Black bottles, & hypno-tuck
Get the conversation chopped up
Made memories, lessons taught us
Buried

a decision, it ain't a home
These are nothing but just walls with a ceiling
I see myself, in a mansion far from all of who's speaking, not by myself
But with

shout out to my ex wife
Rolled around the city with me flipping green white and black
Padillas to Ventana Ranch with stacks of money in her lap
Realest

Flashes of your face on mine
Goddamn, I don't feel right
Right on by past West and Pine
Ry says “fuck it, man. It’s fine.
She missed out, you can’t deny."
I

driving shiny big black cars
And every day I see the news
All the problems that we could solve
And when a situation rises
Just write it into an album
Send

the nonsense
Feelin' like I got James Harden with me
My shooters they shoot like the Rockets
I dress in all black when I blow a bag
It's dead presidents in my