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hands
And all my peoples are rockstars 
Cause we be playing them bands 

Yea you know by any means 
Imma thrive to for fill my dreams
Getting free refills

I used to ride that black caprice sittin on chrome steppers
Now I ride beats
In the lab dropping dope records
Nigga can’t nobody stop me
Cant nobody

Nonbeliever in the crack dreams
So all my eggs in the rap game
Fact remains
Marz picking up where he left off in a fast pace 
Parked up in my Bat-cave
In

Rolling weed on my lyrics so ya hear it
Always walking with a godly spirit I got
Nothing left to say unless I really gotta clear it
Disappearing by

Getting to the money man this shit is basic
This shit is easy, oh no
Better close doors, bitch I'm coming for ya'll
Bitch I'm pulling in your backyard
Just

of our young black men behind bars
Murders being justified 
Because of the way the view us 
Mothers having to bury their kids at 16
Shit 
I don't know no

Ladies and Gentlemen, due to illness

Tonight the part of Denis Leary

Will be played by Denis Leary

And now welcome Denis Leary

Thank you

Thank

They'll black ball you if you aint round the real business man 
They'll lie in your face tell you anything 
I heard you niggas going up but you niggas going

dream of the places G.O.D. is taking me
I hope a nigga find peace it don’t matter how I sleep
Can’t wait to see my La Kali
All a shackled nigga been

Lyrics that I've written cause I know they feel the damn same
You ain't vibing well that's a damn shame
You can either get on the bus or get hit by

me by the hand and says 
"Follow me through this wilderland
I want you 
To do what your scared to do 
In constant permutation."

When the sun sets and the night falls and my dreams finally come
And my peace finally come
And I'm 73 
And my grand seeds don't want for nothing
So

in
I ask then swallow hard, How long has it been
We dream of nights in the back, your yard, our bare feet dancing in the grass
No, we're not young
I

time shift framed in a black hole

Cosmos killa still holding a mic phone
Grip switch villainous willin' to spike stone
Lords of the underground crushing

Madusa
Talk to you nice when you pull up
(Imma be your lil' baby)
Treatin that ass like a cougar
Couple coins in a bowl
I’m doin' ok where I’m at
(But I’m

crying
Soul singing the songs
My past breathing down my neck and shit
The same way I'm on my dreams ass
Boy watch me catch this bitch
I'm grabbing her by

the club, tainted by some lust 
Shawty with the shits and that's enough 
Pussy poppin' then she give it up 
A gentleman, but she like it rough 
Feeling like

Motivated by Shakur and the hunger for more
For myself and my people
The future is see-through
Create it in moments when chilling with people you love
Love,

marked off a talley
Man I stay loyal stay true to my niggas
I don’t know you, you a fucking intruder
Always surrounded by all of my shooters
You know they

can't get back
Don't wait until we fade to black

Look
Look
Tell me

Why I'm living like the game sliders down
Every shot I shoot a brick
Everybody

park, your name still echo 
Who the unpopular, scholar talking that murda business
Already perfected rap, just working on my fitness
My personal

See I can't get no help whether it's from the black or white
Last thing I wanna do is go back to living this life
Antisocial with my people, I don't

you doubted me
Wonderful timin', here I go bringin' my black aura in this colorful climate
Niggas'll set up shop, run from the fact that I've designed

the picture 
And you know by knowing self you gon know what you want outta life and 
Yourself & your intuition is what's gon guide you 2 happiness
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