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stepped in
Man you know you the Weapon
J Lex back with a vengeance

Use to be stressing
Now I'm just flexing
With all types of beats
That's beyond your

gigantic
Hitting like Titanic
But I am not sinking
Just sitting here thinking
I made you an addict
By moving my ceilings
Now you're a fanatic
Affecting your

wanna fade me fade me
You better play the pope, and get your bibles out

I feel tested by them, testify I'm under pressure
They told me that God loves ya

I'm up at work all night
I don't keep you in mind
Can't see you in my eyes
I have another goal in sight
No I don't wanna fight cuz I will save your

on k, case the ops get clever
Gon' head and hit J
Tell 'em bring the suppressor
Ooh, get 'em
Metal, bender
Mans, too kettle
Nah, I don't settle
Hell naw,

your hood, I shine like Mike's Billie Jean walk
Cause I'm so fresh, so clean, draped up in M..... jeans
Head to toe, custom fitted
We got everything you

with the sluts (YUH) eat PB&J for my lunch (LUNCH)
I keep my head down, pay them no attention
They hittin’ me up and then askin’ for mentions (FUCK… OFF)

Seduce the chick in your room with some sweet & sour
Some frozen Alize will get you head for hours!
Now the freaks on your dome
Got you in the zone, so you

dealin' with
I'm the realest stepper
Trust me, I'm gon' let 'em know
Knock 'em down from head to toe
This piece I keep can't go alone
Kings up in my circle,

the chick in your room with some sweet & sour
Some frozen Alize will get you head for hours
Now the freaks on your dome
Got you in the zone, so you say
Pass

I know you look for validation
And lately it's become your medication
A parrot that repeats the conversation
José and a J for inspiration
You been

got it all figured out

Just keep going to school, working your little penny job, and watch the fucking years pass you by, and continue to be a fucking

It's boring
Turn that crap off
TikTok rappers
Couldn't last in a stand off
Them chicks in your vids
looking young
Keep your hands off
Damn
I ain't

lookin' like ghoul

I do not fuck with the sluts (YUH) eat PB and J for my lunch (LUNCH)
I keep my head down, pay them no attention, they hittin' me up

my hos but they still hate me yea
Give your bitch back keep it playa
Breaking her back make you a hater

I could fuck you right here at the edge

Who Could It Be

Z-Ro

My Favorite Mixtape

2009

ain't no punk
Dougie D so thoed, and they already know
The Trae and the J Z-Ro, by bo
Got a kin folk raw, that be gripping a gun
I got a king folk

never dry
That's why I had to cut out the middle man
Hate from all directions assassinatin' my character
I felt like Malcolm X in J. Edgar Hoover's

pay me for every show
And if you dey owe me mhen am at at your door
Yo yo yo yo steady be getting the the dou dou
Look at me from head to toe though

been brainwashed
Yeah your brain is hollow
It's like some of these rappers 
Ya got shit for brains
Open your mouth
It's nothing but stains
But you still

to cry
Because, after the rain there's always time for sunshine
Keep your head up we will all be fine
Something good something oldschool, we will all be

thot, fries, pack

Glahh, J-O got hittin' this shit
X, you can get shot with your bitch
ICP, I don't care about nothin
Trickshot, like watchin' a parlor

wanna fuck
Look, switchin' your team for what?
I took a oath, i ain't switchin' up
Look, servin' these fiends for
What? So I can
Have J's when I step in

know what it is
But if you really bout your biz
You should hop up off my dick and
Get some money yeah
I walk up in the room I'm lit
By myself cuz I don't

this world can't trust your own kin 
Dreaming of a million getting woke up for role call
Mother fuck the system ima abide by my own laws
How another man