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Yo, listen mmm

Remember me?
I was on police cars on Channel U 2003
So when I tell you it's 10 years
In fact it's more like 13
And when I was 13

pull a damn anorexic bitch in a tug o' war
But then I made enough money for me to fund a tour
Now the ladies show me the goodies under their Wonderbra

Shakin' in the Alley

Mac Mall

Immaculate

rotation like them chrome twomps spinnin
Consumers be spendin they cash
On weak rap albums, because the single's a smash
Just the thougth of it make me laugh

Passin lessons to the youth with another rap
Tryna bring the essence with my sisters and my brothers back 

Another dawn another day
The same song by

And you need ten for me to buy drinks at the bar

(You're Ghetto)
Ghetto's what ya are when ya think that your fly
But the homegirls walk right by
(You're

you better up and go
Or give publicity and we thank you oh so

You don't like my music suck my music
By the way your fucking album blows
HEY!

Keep

s’right yo
Follow me now, been the effort start my bros 
We pioneers, engineers of this shit
As the overseers only we’re in this bitch
Bird view like I’m

rapper
Just a man tryna bring you after earth
And this my own stuff
Using God's time right yuh
Work at night
Eleven 
Till 7 perfect number represents

(Du)
Warst alles, meine Lady
(You)
Were always by my side

Hab' meine Koffer gepackt
Treffe den Rockstar im Club
Ich bin locker beknackt
Doch ich trinke

fine
The season's change brings uncertainty
But when faced things turn out perfectly
In those once so generous
I watch as all joy is lost
From a life

like a wooden toy soldier's,
Leaping out my bodyI'm flying by on a poster,
More flashes of brilliance than Jordan's rookie year choker 
while they break

trapped in my own home
I feel trapped in my own zone
Suffacated by the same songs
Who we put the blame on
Trapped in own thoughts
cll this studying I

put it all in a sprite
Might kick back, remedy for the night
Might fuck her up, decrease her lights
Let me come back, revive, new life
Bring a new

Shhh. Wait. What. Wow
J. LaCour and J. Khan getting down
Round for round. Dropping lessons on the ground
Picking up the dollars generated by

by the fucking O-Z
Fucking up your haters and you hoes that knows me
Repping for the South, I'm the man that owns these
Writing these words putting my

Don't let the Venus Fly Trap you inside
Song written by nick rolser
Album amor fati
Planet parlor cover
We love you nick

This for the younger me that's listening
It's the older you thinking bout life and remincing
Thinking bout' our innocence and how we were so

with mistakes
Yeah I've made a lot but I ain't got no regrets
Shot through the heart and stabbed in the back
Betrayed by my friends, shit, that's a fact

When I let my guard down 
I see who you really are 
Knock me down, I won’t ever get up
I’m your little duck 
Why did you never give a fuck? 
Now I can

guess
But don't get me wrong, we have few names to respect
Yesterday it was a hobby, nothing serious planned
Feels like I was walking by the rap and he

The mind is so precious, use it or lose it
I'm spaced out, like I'm in space now everyone crowd around, can you give me some space now?
Need guidance, don't

nigga
Fuck a Nigga
If he start to hate
He just a hating ass nigga
Cuz he ain't never gon be great

Ole bitch ass nigga
Hating ass nigga
Hating on me
Cuz

absent til the rent due
As a youth didn't understand why father left you
Broken household guess the love was out cold
Had me burning up inside wilding with

world
I think I see my totem
Flashing in the corner of my eyes
I hear the crow a calling
Bring me something shiny
I remember
I  I remember
Aware