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was hiding your hands but throwing rocks at Rey
Stayed quiet while I could, didn't wanna make you pray
Now that I'm giving y'all smoke, y'all don't

My luck was your fall
I can't believe I caught 
Mew in a GS Ball

Indebted to lovers and
Those that have left
At night when its quiet
I hear their

got harassed by the swine
Shit was so crazy I think to 02
I was just 5 I was chillin with Drew
Talking bout riding inside of a coup
Now we just eating

enough so
Gimme the money and then the top spot
Make me the biggest hot shot
Ha nah
If I needed your opinions
I wouldn't be here writing a fuckin album
Its

Infamous Minded

Big Noyd

H.N.I.C. [Clean]

2000

more arms than he ever did
That's why
I keep things in proper prospective
And every album point y'all niggas in the right direction
There's no

was propositioned by my opposition
To dial it back they don't like competition
As if I took away they pot to piss in
Like they albums I forgot to listen

he's finally opening
Usually I'm rapping but this time i'm spitting poetry
Ain't nobody cold as me
Ain't nobody breaking all they goals like me
Can't

is on Tik Tok

His name is Griot B. cnd he travels all around to help teachers teach 
That's Cap It's not. It's School Yard Rap - 
I'll hit him on IG

still shy
I'm Like a toy, you can switch me on or switch me off
Be the same outcome yo "I heard he's soft bring it on"
It's my world you know I can do

"produced by me"
Fuck with me, you get no more Sleep, no more sleep till I R.I.P
Hold up, how I do rock, metal, Trap, rap and all of it flowing Like agua
You

blood, or was I bleeding from my upper lip?
I stood up to check my appearance in the mirror
Looked behind me, didn't see her but could totally hear her

Wicked/Panic Mode

Written, recorded, produced, engineered, & performed by Broc Jesch (Breezy)

(Wicked)
1st Verse
Better think fast I’m coming

to be the boss, lately I just been paying the price
You can't miss what you never had, hope I'm saying it right
Money coming in by the pound, it ain't

I'm still grieving
Summer time come by, baby i'm still bleeding
How we get this high, I can't believe it
Did you wrong, impeded spite
What's all that,

Could've dropped an album but I told them you can keep it
I don't want my real life exposed I keep it secret
Bitch you just a groupie do not tell me

I was home, going home
Where the New York City winters aren't bleeding me
Leading me, going home

In the clearing stands a boxer
And a fighter by

The Boxer

Colin Linden

Intolerable Cruelty

2003

gone
Going home
Where the New York City winters
Aren't bleeding me
Leading me
Going home

In the clearing stands a boxer
And a fighter by his

Static Addict

Lil Wyte

Phinally Phamous

2004

gun
You might be found bleeding
Seeking for the perpetrator
Something tells me he real far
And you won't find him, player
Quit your crying, bitching

Mitch
You can't tell me nothing that was my family
Now I gotta do right by bros name and be the best version I can be
Since he passed I've been quiet

with the machine mass murdering them
Keeping them quiet, gagging the fuck out of them
Tanta by my side
Self-proclaimed fire, you ain't on waves nigga
You

when I shine it in the light and fight it
That's right, don't deny it, alright I won't be quiet
Cause I know I'm not the only one who's fighting a giant

The Lord is Mighty
And Powerful
Please Believe

He will open your eyes to
Those that Deceive
Everyone wants to succeed
His reason for Bleeding
Open your Mind

Crying out might cough it out
Lungs is bleeding my high is down
Never sober might grab this cloud
All these voices in my head is loud
All these

telling myself, maybe this the nigga who ain't thought.
c nigga like me quiet but could front you on the spot. 
But trust me ain't no pressure bout it, till