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[Diamond] Niggas ain't fuckin wit D, fuckin wit me Lookin at me like "Yo, what can it be?" In the wide body-7 while you suckin the D Spent out in
movie in my head, and you'll get the best experience By listening to the 7 songs in order from start to finish I kept this project intentionally short
sees it It's therapy season! You want album 3? Then give me a reason! Why should I bother stressin' again? Why should I wake up depression again? Won't
confused The last album raised the bar, but this gon' tear off the roof Read all about it, get your fix in, I'm independent Ain't got a deal, but I can tell
(Drop the fucking album!) (Bro, you've been talking about this album for months, when are you going to drop it?) (Seriously, si-six, seven months
for me First the one And then came the two and three and four Five, six, seven, shots from a MAC-11 Platinum producer killed by haters Tonight
want to be, You're gonna have to learn pimpology. Pimpology, a pimp's profession. Can't be effected by the Great Depression. So if you want to be
profession. Can't be effected by the Great Depression. So if you want to be giant sized, Come to my school. Get pimp-matized. In your school, what do they
smoking D Every rap I ever made was about this town I made seven whole albums with no James Brown And even though I love his music, I just can't stand
pollinated by the "Be" Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete How do you define divine that finds street? "Hip bop," the color of my leaves Not
ain't got to get all extremely too personal on your albums When you not surrounded by bigger artists to fucking boost you Nigga you called me, I didn't
best to behave I'm seven dollars a record makin heftier pay Can you realize platinum artist buck by buck, is that what you say? 200 thousand sold
'ma mort, c'est l'album de ma vie J'suis rentré dans ta tèss, y avait pas tant d'cadors Les pules-cra vendent la mort, j'm'en fous d'tes ventes balourd
Been working on your new album for two years strong You still can't come up with the right song You know what they say, "Study long, study wrong" All
or nicest Like ice is I'm priceless, plug the mic to it Come with the D with the I with the S to the S's, see whose hype is Test the test the Treach
record I'd always be recording in the attic or wherever I could so, I love you I thank you for supporting me there But then, she was like, "you gotta
an album by Traverse c collection of different emotions, thoughts Triumphs and tribulations Enjoy
I've been saying I'm the greatest while low-key hanging it up Can't tell if it's depression or me just not giving a fuck Album's been done for a year
song (That's foolish man, what's he got now 7 million albums? Ha!) They said I wasn't from the streets When I was working behind the scenes Shit
a fuck if they like me or not I'ma raise this bitch 'Til you little fucks drop to the floor Nobody move, nobody make a sound My nigga, why'd ya got
pounds of back bacon Three French toast Two turtlenecks And a beer, in a tree Beauty, eh? Where'd you learn to do that? Uh, albums Boy, so, like,
Do the D-A-N-C-E, one, two, three, four, fight Stick to the B-E-A-T, get ready to ignite You were such a P-Y-T, catching all the lights Just easy
Yeah we back You already who it is I thought you've been though Respect me Throw your tites up I swear you'd be like you'd be like yeah Use your ears
pounds of back bacon Three French toast Two turtlenecks And a beer, in a tree Beauty, eh? Where'd you learn to do that? Uh, albums Boy, so, like,
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