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You know where we come from now we wasn't supposed to make it
Risk with no reward but there's a chance I gotta take it
Always kept my cool, I saw

at this tempo
You know I got it bagged up from the intro
Like I was on my bike bussin' them endos
I was trying to drop an album, everyone's like, "when

Wait two secs, let me spark this zoot
My niggas, they don't talk, they shoot
Roll up slow, then I park that coupe
And the game got fucked by

rich
I done dumped my savings
And my dreams like aye
Pull up on your bitch like wait
Still talking slick like wait
Nigga on the road, my escape

how dat guh, don wayne!

[VERSE 1]

Yuh have a one strap me have one too!
Many backa dat, contract ones too!
Fi di killaz gunshots by cartons too!
Buss

a track
I get 5k in 6 hours
I'm bringing in big checks
Building this label and dream brick by brick
Didn't need a loan from anyone to do it
Fuck giving

do this, ya' know?
I tried my best just to be a man?
But, Wordsplayed was in the studio
And he told me I had to didn't I

Didn't I, hit the road, never

Grand Rising
Grand Rising
I woke up, heard this beat
And decided to rap
And this mini project is an appetizer before the albums
Yes, that was plural

Old School New School

LL Cool J

Exit 13

2008

screams and cheers
Front row T-Shirt, L, we here
I bought every album, too many to count 'em
Watch your movies, your the only good thing about 'em
Todd

I ain't do this beat much justice on the last album, so
I assembled some of the best rappers I know
To bring it justice
This some tune. AMi shit
It's

look who I get on tracks
You niggas ain't getting us
Fruit don't fall far from the tree though
We traveling city city
Which don't matter we had
Them that

we continue to reign
as the King and the Queen of hip-hop, me and B.I.
Frank White still listen to all the (a)'ttention
I'm by his side, with

motherfucking talk
From the back
Eat my fist
Then i carry on
All on my own i
Strobe to the top
I fuck her face
Then i carry on
All on my road
Dragonboy in this

Last night i had a vison i was the best
Woke up the following morning went to studio and gave it my best
Gavem an Album several months later they

unlocked my flows like I found my mojo 
Heart strong spirit bold and I ain't no bozo 
Why u treat me like a monster like I'm Quasimodo? 
Shunned from society

my shit, just like money ain’t nothin’ (It ain’t nothin’, yeah)
(Lesgo, uh)

Young legend go by the name ChanChan
You might be sneak dissin’, but I

instruments he’d never seen in books or mentioned by Older- it was a Temple to the God of Lutes. In one corner was a mixing station, with cords that ran

FV Till I Die

Hopsin

Pound Syndrome

2015

Ya'll ain't even seen the nigga Hop coming
That's how I roll, dawg
The second niggas take they eyes off me
I leave 'em on the side of the road

with this sheer gift, and so I'm here to share it
I swear it, fuck money, so go ahead and copy this album
Don't sell it, give it your friends for free,

way
Up out to rubble, half heart half humble
So all expenses paid as I'm
Headin up this platinum road
I'm out to get it, you can keep your gold
I got

Convincing myself
To stay away from the light
Oh dear it seems
I’m caught this time
Getting tortured by girls
Who think I’m grime
I’m not safe here
Never was,

by the smoke
Uh uh
My memories
I'll never stop
Really really making these
Its just something I love
Uh
Two feet down
From the stress, you cant knock
If

Fort Collins

Hopsin

Pound Syndrome

2015

get out

Cause I been on this road, tryna get high from my low
Won't somebody tell me where to go, please cause I don't know
I might be crazy,

Yeah
Turn me up in the headphones (uh, yeah)
And I went and took the Long Way Home yeah
Yeah, yeah
NonSense hates when I sing that shit
Aye the album