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called Everything's Bleeding, and I scrapped it, and I replaced it with Broken to Not Get Too Far Caught
But the four tracks I made for that album, they're
the enemy because the Lord is my defender
It took 14 years to write a story y'all remember
I just pray you learn a lesson from my life
And don't forget it
have deluged the Deviants with around 250 separate posts
One of which, the longest by far, has over 7,000 reads already
The serialized horror story will
in hopes to one day receive it back, in by doing so, I've created this album with one goal in mind, to help those who are struggling to find hope they
and as far as progress
You'd be hard-pressed, to find another rapper hot as me
I gave you prophecy on my first joint, and y'all all lamed out
Didn't really
and as far as progress
You'd be hard-pressed, to find another rapper hot as me
I gave you prophecy on my first joint, and y'all all lamed out
Didn't really
Yeah, this album is dedicated
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all the people that lived above the buildings that I
Yeah, this album is dedicated
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all the people that lived above the buildings that I
So y’all mumble rappers best stay out of my way. Some of y’all don’t approve, that’s fine by me. Myself, that’s who I’m gonna be. You bums still stuck
'Babe, that's what I thought'
I'm ready to fucking go
Finna roast a bitch you already know
Make an album then I make my dough
I'm all the way up
put you in the right mind
Light shines on my spirit, you just getting side lined
NO 2 your album, something like a nitrite
Man I'm far too smart to go
To all the coons, I say "Hi!"-de-ho
Produced by the mighty pro
Crazy Kay Gee kickin' hit's like Karate Joe
Always with the mind every time to
Blame it
Yeah, this album is dedicated
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all the people that lived above the buildings that I
started!
Now all my niggas stay dirty dirty, buss rounds by the thirty thirty
Frontin' niggas y'all don't say a wordy wordy
I'm tired of y'all niggas
That's when they fall cause they met my balls
Right after I played ball
No wash-up, no nothin'. hear what I say y'all?
O.k. y'all. ask aj y'all
I'll turn
love and
I'll never trade thatso for the Bay
And Philly and all those areas and all those
Ghettos and townsi love y'all
Don't let this east coast west
torture your brains
By thinking how far
Then lean on me and I'll pull down that bar
Refrein:
Oh, something gotta hold on me
That's why I'm movin'on so
Fifth track on that black and white album
Kinda' name you know never sick of the sound of
Any song, any year, you'd hear
So I went to the rock show
Started in the game, called myself a real hustler, far from deserving, they smacked me a muffler
Made me tougher, made me stronger, made me wiser,
Big man big track big time big vibes big work on a big bad album
These bombs be dropping be dropping on your head
Like a burton foot and a old school
there's whites, separated by the green
After five hundred years, think we play for the same team
Smokescreen, make the president a black guy
It ain't no
for you to die
That's why you better have your head on a swivel and your antennas up
Fucked around, get killed by a police the way you reachin', bruh
at God's speed
And my aim is make y'all bleed, y'all got embarrassed in da class
When the teacher used to make y'all read, uh huh, mind over matter
Never address me as "Robert" unless it's 'bout that Dinero
Far from a hero, I ain't never savin' hoes
I'm not defined by these clothes, and zeros
It
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