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meticulously sharpened traps for bugs
With ferocious little mechanized
Insect-crippling jaws
And throw away my junior wizard cap and wand
These pupils will be

the continent
Confidence, blow your shit to no tomorrow
Kid
We cold hearted, but instead of borrow, give
I used to live a little
Different from the rest
Like

when I write rhymes I don't write
Man I just rhyme
Cause the rhymes come out my mind
Defined by divine design
And now's my time, mostly talkin' to myself

Latifah
I have no money, my thoughts is bloody
You can tell by my vibe I was up to something
I need a little help, tighten my belt
Got to clear my mind up

I'll dick her
Better run to Memphis little bit of pimpin
Out of my system so I gotta spit it
Ridin with a six bitch
Then we're gonna get this
It's goin

stormy days
Troubled nights
Drunkies in sight where I live, B
It wasn't life little kids dirty
Their heads covered with fuckin' lice
My best friend died

Signed by Mason, Queens domination
Green tea’s got my eyes kind of Asian
Like the bitches Dante Ross be
Tying in his basement

Hold the fuck up man (yo,

leather
Little red devil on the dresser
Writing red pencil on the letter
Thin slices of the cheddar
Fold it up make my life better
We had the lunch

motherfucker
Keep a toast up by the gold Saturn
Little doulas on the block we
Tell 'em "go stab 'em"
Relieve him of his shoes
It's easier to toe tag 'em'

me?
I never loved you 'cos you were a drag
A stupid boy much too prepared
To show me your white flag
So yeah I got a little older i got wiser too
By 23,

'Pac
If he could see this shit (I miss you, 'Pac)
He'd probably say we lack a little leadership
(You right) who gon' be the captain
Who gon' lead

of your hand
And all you can do is turn
Around and diss your man
That's like a baby with a loaded gun
Thinking it's a load of fun, me
I'm a little older son

A little marijuana
I'm waking at the crack of dawn
Taking a hit out of the bong
'Cause you know I got a pot thang
Pot thang, pot thang, pot thang,

plenty
I'm fortunate for the little things

It's SP, let the haters catch fillings
I'ma focus, I'm a star player
Like Katt Williams
They cap peeling,

Get struck by lightning
Sometimes a Quiet Ones the
Lion with the 9-iron
Just like my will I'll leave my
Rich thoughts for those conspiring
Talkin to my

They've been strolling down the
Avenue two by two

Say Lil to Sue, It's gonna do no harm
If we both have a little old shot in the arm
And it's all around my

stick together! 
 and let's fight for peace forever! 
 like anything 
  
 what is the rage good for among people? 
 we have to learn from life a little

the blue 
 Oh it’s just another day of turning to the blue 
  
 I was told by the priest: Hey boy, you’d better open your eyes! 
 I felt the pain

little child 
 Come along withme for a while 
 Climb the mountain high to the ruins 
 Up there I will tell you the truth 
  
 We are alone 
 Nobody cares

how
It's the connections by anything self respect
You were a church youth faced with death
I’m a rise until my casket
Drop my last breath
5 star general

I’m about to go sick
Ya little puff, was I not enough? (NAH)
So glad I came to the hotel
Room & called ya bluff
Think your rough? Think cheating
Makes

mater
Bitch you wasn't stunting me when I was broke
Now you is 'cause a young
Nigga pockets got fafter
Oh you know so and so I'm flattered
Little bitch I

once every blue moon
If she don't get back right
I'm hittin' her left
I'm tryna have a little bit of sex, bitch
What you expect?
Gotta catch a flight by

up out my bed
Little bad bitch I met her from my homie Fred
Her baby daddy locked up doing
Time with the feds
Now she on the streets a cold freak