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right
Let's hit him where it hurts, it's time to fight
Once a Yo Brother
ALWAYS A YO BROTHER!

Time is up, your fate is drawing near
Freddy's rage is

bitches in a Tahoe
Would you give it to me, if I needed a liver?
Just a question
I really don't want shit from these niggas
Got me on my Jay-Z
Black Album

divas
Pull up with heaters
Doug hit me then the long nose blue
Now i'm feeling like Skeeter
Okay
Blessed by the most high y'all ain't scaring me
I'm

more silence from me
You ain't a free man if you live by decree
Everything done for the sake of collective
Is always at expense of individuality
Round

and the company
Joe Robbie Boys
Untouchable
Yeah
And by the way, it was never my intention to make a project or an album
I just wanted to make an intro song for my

I talk like a chulo(Chulo)
I live in Mars, I'm not Bruno(Woo)
Bitch, I'm a dog, call me Cujo
You play your cards, I'm reversed on you all and I might

Good evening ladies and gentlemen, it's been About 3 years since we last talked, and I brought
Back a very special man
You know this man, he goes by

dumb, bih
I'm on a high frequency bitch
Low vibration ass niggas
Really make me sick
You gotta strive by working your mind
Survive just to stay alive

to live

Struggles nightly, daily, life is not amazing
I don't even think I'm up to this
That's why I've been chasing, always dream of saving
All of us, I

Losing Natalie, Luiz, even my Corps family 
Hits me in the core like Police and the traffic fees 
Aghhh! 

Taking my money from the album seed 
Having

When I drop my album I'll be doing numbers all spring
You rappers might be Catholic, but you boys could never cross me, uh
(Breath) proceed with caution,

Yo, Biggie and Pac, the legends of hip hop, what made rap into what it is today
So sad, but their legacies (Will) live on, that’s for sure…
Let’s not

hair thinner than tights, aye
Nahhhhh
Nahh

Are you freaking stupid
Are you freaking sick
I do not swear on track
I been do PG hits
Nah I just lied about

Nothing to feel
Nothing to live for
Putting in the minds of these rappers
That their time is limited
4 minute beats from H3 or filament
Heart darkened by

to drop some fire boy Y'all niggas doomed 
Blackheart's take no prisoners Album coming soon 

Already told you this the Blackheart shit again
They ain't

I'm on Pluto getting domed by indigo hoes
These smurfs love my hose they really petite
Makes my dick look like 2 feet
Turning green they envy
How I

that bread
I done seen family get caught by the feds
At this point in my life I'm just living to live, don't really wanna love anotha again
I told him I

These Niggas sad cause I don’t rap like them 
*laugh* ya man what the hell wrong with y’all?
I write hits with my  left, I guess I rap Southpaw 
Drop

hit that replay
Imma make it on one of these days
Only got my rhymes to be the keepsake
Where the album at? Got no release date
Staring at the top got

live without
Grateful for my circle cause I couldn't do this by myself
Thankful cause you know I need em
Stare at me like a museum
She know I rap
So I

cronies, catch it off the dome piece
These niggas lives sadder than 30 year old bronies
Tweetin ratios, or YB better
Peek at the keys hit backspace

Confused and I'm lost
Dazing off and the days gon' cost me
Losing the bonds, and I'm beating a dead horse
Album is still out now, go and cop
Drop

too much, by forty I'll prolly retire
And I don't get tired of cracking they heads in the booth Like my ego I walk with the iron
I live what I rap,

way
My way
Good times and blood stains
I'll go out with a bang for the final show
Just remember me by my notes and songs I wrote
All my imperfections,