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Motives are discerned when truth and facts
Are kept in mind
We on track that ain't been coursed
It Ain't been televised
There's a time and place for
Every

happen in the future know you chose this
Yea I be talking to these beats yea I be flowing
And I swore it's get deeper and they like oh shit
And they like

care that it's in this song
Korean town lunchin', talking 'bout how to run things
He said Atlanta wanted something
Waka, Jeezy, and Future got

cant go back
Started making music when
I still wore a backpack
Creativity over school
And ran track
Mediocre rhymes and off-time beats
Loved getting high

and I went and did that
Who gon stop Q
Man nobody in his tracks
If I'm gone be great
Gotta step up to da plate
Hit that ball out da park
Like name was

lee
Rest in peace
But please future me
Try to get to phase one
By phase 6 we'll have won
So make sure to master the plan
Before you make your master

Well it's another rainy night, here in my hometown,
And the rain beats down on the stone surround
Of the prison grounds
Well you can raise a smile

It’s a ਜੱਟ
ਦਿਲਾਂ ਉੱਤੇ ਮਾਰਦੇ ਆ ਸੱਟ
ਵੈਰੀ ਦਿੰਦੇ ਜ੍ੜਾ ਵਿਚੋਂ ਪੱਟ, It’s a ਜੱਟ

Big Byrd on the Beat
Big Byrd on the Beat

ਹੋ 6-6 ਫੁੱਟੇ ਕਦ look ਡੋਪ ਬਲੀਏ
ਲੁਟਦਾ

Dick on the Track

Mystikal

Unpredictable

1997

 

You got that fire 

ain't to fly  But When I jus walked by ya 

Hands at your side  don't you know I ain't your average buya 

I thought

(WEAU Weather Broadcast)
I don't wanna see
Where my life goes
Without you by my side
Yeah I don't wanna see you go
I can't stand this pain
It feels

Rooms spinning like a rotary
Damn, I'm dope I mean
Hyper focused on a future me
Thoughts don't come
Without a few of these...
Sidenotes
I'm prideful

the Jimmy, my shooters lock down you know they get griddy (Ugh)
Tryna fuck up my reality, Tryna fuck up my reality
Tryna fuck up my reality, but I use my 6

the Jimmy, my shooters lock down you know they get griddy (Ugh)
Tryna fuck up my reality, Tryna fuck up my reality
Tryna fuck up my reality, but I use my 6

the real me but B Rose has been a nickname
I would beat 6ix9ine on a beat, losing’s none in a billion
Beat up 6ix9ine with six 9’s like I’m one away from

Go to Sleep

DMX

Cradle 2 the Grave

2003

and you're gonna see
A demon unleashed in me, that you've never seen
And you're gonna see, this gangster beat on himself
I see you D-12, and thanks, but me

future looks muddy
Cause you just can't beat my buddy

Word, break it down break it down Ready

We've won so many battles
People think it's a trick
That

on the road to the riches
Uh
Rappers kill each other on tracks
Well I'm immortal
I just got my first degree
I played a beat and committed murder
I got sentenced

Five and six she talk with me and think we click
Seven and eight just need my homies and we straight
I make a track and release on the 5th
By the 7th

of the globe 
Fate only know  
I'm some tnt 
on the beat 
to explode 
It makes it hot on the top
I bet it's freezing below 
Yall would know 
I don't 
visit

Track runner; i run it up
Accountant; i count it up 

$$

If y'all talkin trash we both know ya done
Ghxst writin writtens cuz he's the one
like yo

on the track
Watch me jump on the track what's my vertical
The doctor the DJ I'm surgical
My flow is a cancer
CatScan the beat and it's terminal
Yeah, yeah

Yeah how you doing today?
Yeah yeah
Ace the Creator, man look
Casey Veggies odd Future, look
Look

Hello, the hype is so mellow
Bitch I'm dope but my

just about to end dah track yah
But mi hear dem chat and say dem badda
Well, beat dah one yah
Loop di beat, put 100 minutes pon dah clock yah
Original,

cheerleader
six months of Winter
with your junkie drawlin’ borin’ bastard friends
sure could use a pick-me-up tonight
sure could use
someone to pick