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you like without even the simplest try
Okay may-be a little
I like to dab and fiddle with a nice instrumental
If you do too sing this with me let's get

want the fame
She on me like a ball and chain with that water main flow
Blow Mary Jane partying without no shame
Interviews and campaigns
You hella lame

it's to that little kid being
Held by Holy Mother Mary
I'm a whole different kind of scary
Bring your military
I'll smash you and all your subsidiaries

spring chicken this is ours
In these hours, I devour the sorrows of lady friends 
Let's take a chance and get cleansed by daily sins
I'm a sinister man,

I confuse you, but this ain't for virgin ears
Just like they say it ain't no way Virgin Mary had a kid without a man
Am I really pose to trust you

to sing and rap,
Hip-hop is my political map,
Lyrical spats like Tourette’s, are cured by the complex words I express,
And I’ll mail that Express, or UPS,

tires like I'm tryna get high
Moms talk to me like I'm Marty McFly
I can make 'em sing like Mary J. Blige
Little boy, you lookin' up to me like I'm 8'5"

pop some flame
Blow some Mary Jane's, taking flight like a plane
Dropping gems like I'm Johnny Dane
Got the game on lock, it's detained

It's a rap like

link to the past, you will see Fiyablasta
Came to be more than that kid who can sing and rap
Cause I grew up with Pac and Biggie on the radio
Playing

Now as my mind argues about what
I'm about to rap about
Hm, I guess the world thinks I'm tapping out
But I only just began
Got the ambition of a man

The Rising

Action Bronson

Mr. Wonderful

2015

Fly Mary in to sing to the cow before we slaughtered it
Then I ordered it

Don't say a word to me
You already committed perjury
A bunch of lies

He a one trick pony like a field goal kicker
I don't feel those niggas said they're all fucking wack
Stressing a blessing by rapping with swag

still couldn't run me
Out this rap game, it's I.N.C. for life
Niggas gonna know soon, cause Brownsville's trife
All up in the mix like blenders
Offenders,

playing dumb loops, you'll get looped, and it's stupid
We're in a stupid land, little bitch. I'm high as fuck. I can't lie
What the fuck I would do without

bed when the lights out

Shaun just got the bank now we Ohk
MARY IN THEM Jays I be Ohk
Curly with the hair like bob fade
Rastafari with that shit and we

Grab you by the neck I love it when our lips meet
Linger on my breath it's bitter yet it's so sweet
When I'm with you I always feel warm inside

This one is for my unborn
Yo! Yo! Come on
The pitter-patter of small feet
It's like they walking to the sound of these rap beats
My biggest blessing,

Cant stop the hands
Try and watch the hours pass
You by like you standing still
I smoke - I fuck - I kill these pop stars
Bitch - this suburban noize

can get the gist
Bitch, I don't ever miss, everything I drop guaranteed to hit
Don't ask me if I sing or rap, 'cause I'll bust down a whole dance
I do

Mike, Jim, and Dwight
So every damn night, I Rap, Roll, and write
Life handed me lemons so I could make Sprite
One more night I wanna be with you
Where I

To the Lombardi victory
That's another ring
You know that's gotta sting
Wearing jesus bling
Cause he makes my heart sing
My skills never stop
Until I make it

down, for the 2 triple O
Know I'm saying, we some motherfucking superstars bitch
Super motherfucking stars, say Devin sing it to em huh

[Hook: Devin

(Uh)
Listening close to older niggas convos
Left me exposed to shit that
I had never known (Uh)
Forced to deploy without the
Choice to retreat
Monkey

motherfucka drive-by, Walk Up On Him Give His Ass A Facial
Real killers do this shit without no hesitation
That's me, rock a bop, baby, gon' put you to sleep
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