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and conquering)
Live and conquer (we're living)
Live and conquer (and conquering)
Live and conquer (We're living, living and conquering)

I'm not Sir Mix-a-Lot but

TO THE THICKEST THOT
WITH A BIGGER BOOTY THAN SIR-MIX-A-LOT'S CHICKS HAVE GOT

holes, 'cuz my life it got a lot
Truckin' through, I'm fearin' not
'Cuz it's time to shoot my shot

Diesel truck
Strong as fuck
You can tell by all

singelen Penger og den blowa
Cash jeg skuffa inn dubs jeg throwa
Møtte Ice-a-lot han ville gjøre remix
Så vi gjorde Alle Hater i en G-mix
Jeg var tjue år og

I got passion and soul
When the album sells I get wild as hell
And im  by myself there's no signing deals
And I'm kind as hell but no fine to sell

friends got you in it but you feeling they thin
Still stuck up in whatever got me tripping, can’t focus well
When this album ready for purchase you know

I'll beat your weak muffin 
Decease you easily 
I wanna tell you a story about when I was 8 
Used to get beat and battered by the kid's that was in my

laid, bitch
She suck me way too good
I finna bust on her like first aid
First mixtape on Soundcloud, got hella hit's
First album got paid that nigga

apparition a camera all of a sudden she's an actress and she grabs
Me by my neck and shows me what I could've been confessing from the start
Hey, X out the one

first album I was sitting
on the steps in front of my apartment when a gypsy
woman passed by. She stopped and asked me if I would
like my fortune read

to hot
To be placed in a box
Life always gave me seeds what You hearing is the crops
Distracted by ass
Like Sir Mix A Lot
They gon throw these hoes at me

they were bottle tops;
Keeping dubies in our socks,
Rolling cigars by the box,
Rapping to the cuties
With big buddies like Sir Mix-A-Lot;
Knowing we

to hot to be placed in a box
Life always gave me seeds what you hearing is the crops
Distracted by ass like Sir Mix A Lot
They gon throw these hoes at me

stressed, time’s running out, the clock’s ticking away
No solo album out in years, am I wasting my days?
I’m drinking a lot more nowadays than I used to
I’m

Started my career blew it up with the Trybesmen
A lot of people had their own opinions
Took it in my stride and stuck to my
They think they know who she

follow
Hit the stu and make a hit and make sure I keep music first
Drop a album in the mix and share it with the universe
Brush my teeth then get dressed

Ight I got my nigga CJay outside he about to pull up right now
And I'ma set it off but you know before he pulls in I'ma talk my shit
There's a lot

could savor 
But when you reach for it, it's gone, already ate up
My grind shine and hustle custom made by Jacob
I lift bars everyday, I'm tryna get my

kicked out of a Vrbo rental

Grunkle Xan been gone but he back
New album, making all of them racks
Smoking cunts on a brand a track
My favorite game is

Verse 1: Po3
I’m motivated by the notion of being overrated or under-appreciated for greatness
I know the matrix, with the numbers on the screen I

to station
I received a receipt
To the tune of Creation
And I haven’t paid it
Born in the heat
Life is a storm, over an infinite sea
And I have been stained by

wanna see the city now
Places to go can't sit me down
Now my Life's A Trip like Trippie's album
I just wanna whip for fifty hours
Lots in my life

barely record a verse
I don't understand how to mix, but I've always wanted to do music
But the more I learn, the more confused I get
I will just crash

barely record a verse
I don't understand how to mix, but I've always wanted to do music
But the more I learn, the more confused I get
I will just crash