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check this very album cover
I'm about to smother the
Ignorance out you motherfuckers
You sleepin on this Teacha
Let me get you out them covers
No time for

that made the difference between hits and album flops
And being the toughest act follow
Watch that black boy fly like Arron Afflalo
The apollo's just

stopping, stopping
Album dropping, dropping, dropping, dropping (Stopping, stopping)

Yeah, they use to call me Wave
And I can pull up anytime to get my stack

Missin' you is my secret
I keep it crossin' East 14th, yeah
Skippin' every album that's not black and white
The weeks are slippin' by like the sun

Other niggas hate that
Next one only 8 tracks
Niggas know I ate tracks 
They fake black
I used to rock evisu with a bape hat, boy talk about a take back

to imbue my pain
Into the black dragon flame that I spew
Three doom bankai when i die
Just try setting me free
Before you go to war with a super saiyan four

Shook cause I slid
On this Svg(ar) so witness
The cook how it look
In eyes of the livin'
Young man fit for the part (yeah)
Black ass nigga
Get lost in

try find out why you been around
No reason to be out
This Far East at this time of night
I don't know why
you drove right by

Sayin it's irregular you

Sprinkles
Better give your ankles respect
And if you didn't know
I'll be coming for your neck
And this culture ain't white
But black
So think twice 'fore you

Who dares to bring up the most dangerous weapon
Go to ever section I will fly like a dragon
Yet another hit album bout to be legit
Let's kick in this

on the music got to say
I'm not looking for clout, I'm not looking for fame
In 5 years we'll see who keeps on killing the base
By that certain of time I might be

While havoc wreakin' like my cologne, It's gettin' strong
But it's fragrantly desired by dishonorable foes
Think they took over a home
'Cause the land we

royalty
King of combustion, let my album be a crusade
Teach the people to love him
I'm just so far above him
I throw my words in the oven
My syllables are

at Knight
So if you round tables I authored then my penning I might
Pull my weapon out an rock-a-by baby my baby was right
Life's a bitch who needs some dick

And Jolly
A green giant
Telling you stories
While it's happening
Call it Jolly tales
My album
Made it to the top
And it never fell
Wishing star
Shine bright

Joined by skrilla and black
After they heard me
Wrecking a couple of beats
Using Cool Edit PRO 2.0
With a USB mic
At the time it sounded perfect
And I know

Wash away my sins, I'm holy
Whipping stolo's, chased by police
Back then they didn't want me
Now I'm hot, they all on me
Back then they didn't know me

I could drop a whole album full of instrumentals
Bet you still feel, soul into it errytime
Devoting a piece of mind to a line
I had a real plant, had

Asylum Execution, go get the album
Who dropped a double disc every minute was white powder
I just wish my father stopped smoking crack took a shower

where I been at?

I probably put out like
One trash album (God's Got Me!)
Everything you else?
You can crank it pass the volume
But when I heard yours?

The morbid and uplifting
Separated by a thin line that moves according to your focus and intentions
It ain't all black and white
Matter fact life's mostly grey

know I’ll be high,
I’ll smoke a black and blow the smoke in the sky. 
Guess I’ll be stressing for life,
Because when you come up, people will try to run

to sleep need some anesthesia
Flow is even hotter than Black Widow in Civil War
If your face was a movie the genre would be horror
I be beating you down put

4th Quarter Intro
By: Luvinnia Flowers

Chyeah ha, ha we here man, we here man 4th quarter muthafucka that's right
Let me break that shit down for