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foul niggas
Everybody important to me I've been making them proud nigga
Let's get it, let's get it
See I'm not a loud nigga
I'm the type to sit back

I'm green like Piccolo

I feel like American Gigalo
Breathing these negative chemicals
Get the fuck off of my genitals, Still living my life

a lil' more
Miss Donda, you see my mama, tell her I'm lost
You see, she'd always light a cigarette, we talk, I would cough
Exaggeratin' a lil' bit so

could i get my way to heaven?
Devil making offers I promise I'm not accepting
Offers looking tempting but I pray the lord accept me as a
Sinner stating

splatter
Onto the floor go their brain matter
Mad Hatter, bipolar
Not a glad rapper
Might have to infringe the limits of your life
Take the pen and stick it

tote a my gun
Scoring shit like i'm Balogun
I'm a real gunner and won't go for none
I'm taking off now this bitch mad
Say they proud how they really glad

shit happen in front of me, traumatized
I've been through so much, so I'm glad that I'm still alive 

I'm not tryna fuck with no one, but for you I'm all

feel a little less American
But I love America and I'm proud of it
The opportunities in America are remarkably empowering
If you really want to, you can

I’m proud of my scars
Made me who I am so not stopping until I’m seeing mars
Gotta keep it g
So my feelings bottle up in many jars
Feeling like I’m

love you so much
And I miss you so much
And I'm glad I made you proud
And I'll always be my mother's son

I can't keep a dry eye
As I write this

that I'm not him
But I'm him that's a fact
I hate arguing no cap
Politicking with you through frustration
Lay down on your back
You fell in love with

Methods N Test Tubes

Weerd Science

Friends and Nervous Breakdowns

lets go uh

Battle to rattle your nerves and shatter your fuckin' skull
My mother told me not to make fun of the slow
But I can't stop until I'm done

First time I heard after singing that song
When mama first called me her little Miss Tennessee
I'm proud of where I'm from
Want to make them proud of how

the truth and now she
Yea
Visit islands by the three's Yea
Taking trips over seas Yea
Now she giving me the grease Yea Yea

She said I'm the truth
Said I'm

Dope Beat

Boogie Down Productions

Criminal Minded [Bonus Track]

1987

blew up your mind
So now it's time to find poetry like mine
Do not waste all your time because I'm one-of-a-kind
Pullin' out, easy goin' cos the money

ain't floor to ignore me
Say I'm Black and Proud
Real loud
Only with this phrase
I'll be well endowed

Skin Black
That's the oil in me
Worth a lot its

gone don’t miss me when I’m not here
Keep playing my songs I know that it’s not fair
I’ll just play along pretending that I’m not scared
When it’s time

and accosted the rich
So which one do you want to be? 

Who is this that you follow?
This picture of the American dream
If Jesus was here would you walk right by

wanna fuck me?"
So glad that I'm ugly, boy, stop I'm beautiful
These motherfuckers'll kill you
Be in the front seat of your funeral
Just want you

on my mind)
I miss you
I miss you

But I know that I'll see you again

My angel
Not a day goes by
I don't think about you
I
I'm missing you
Til we meet

could go choke on a dick afflicting the pimp
I'm limping around with my hand on my sick and I ain't doing shit
Fighting be something i miss feels like I'm

a hell of a hand
To play 'em, takes a hell of a man, yeah

They say, Since I
Since I'm a man, the one thing that I'm not supposed to do is cry
But, I live

and Nevada too
Proud to be American it
Isn't getting hotter dude
It isn't getting hotter
I'm a martyr I'm a patriot
Pull up in a ford, with the rifle

Juggalettes yelling "Come scoop me!" (Hey)
Hopped off the highway on Seven Mile
Got me feeling like I’m living in a movie
(Uh) miss me with all of that BS dude