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you share for the motherfucking fruit, nigga
Y'know?
Get ready for Crisp NY
AKA Supreme Blientele
Get ready
Classic, the album really called Crisp

shots
On the flight to Carolina
Really feeling like Mike
Y'all niggas ain't Mikes
You sweeter than mike and ikes
Your shots
It look like its shot by

revolution! revelation!

Random firing of the synapse don't forget to look up
Why should I fear?
When was I less by dying?
I am a facilitator of dreams
Secular

learnt it from Biggie, yo
And got the chicks
That's why the shit rolled off one video
And I'mma go platinum off number two
And I'm gonna drop another album

there's something I feel strongly about,
Then I'll discuss it,
And if I only make one album before I kick the bucket?
I'll hold that album to my heart in my

and traffic's
At a standstill
Slay know I'm mad I missed his album (Facts)
But I don't play, like math
The kid's a problem (Uh, huh)
Different kind of caliber

wont be the same nigga
Those kind of dark thoughts make you go insane nigga
That's why i'm putting frozen on my chains nigga
We riding 95 Rodney

that new album, you know?
When you got it, is was like nothin else mattered
Mic Boyd: Oh yeah, yeah, I guess, you had to pay for that shit
Classified:

Dear Slim

KJ-52

Collaborations

2002

[Verse I]
Dear Slim, I never wrote you or been calling
My name ain't Stan son nah we've never met and
My name's KJ let me begin by introducing now

B.G. talking:
What's happening?
The Hot Boy$ got some feelings they like to get off they chest
And if these niggaz feel like we feel, then y

That's actually, that's kind
Of wrong y'know
We have to keep putting our voice out there
Because someone somewhere is going to
Hear it: we do exist
So we

Let me put it in perspective
They tell me niggas talking
But my hearing is selective lane switch
Main bitch appearing in my section
Your album never

Cassidy 
Man tell these niggas what my name is! 
Cassidy 

Chea 
Cassidy 

I'm a gangsta you can tell by my verses I am. 
Let me explain what kind of person

tell by my verses I am.
Let me explain what kind of person I am.
When I was young they called me a BeBe kid,
I was worser than them.
I was wild

Ain't not Kanye album for this level of inspiration
Sights on target mirror is who i'm facing
You leave me out of breath with your posts feel like

it up for demon has spoken
They who are kind with potion-less notions
Living in prosper keeping it going
Riddle me this then why are you thinking

first album I was sitting
on the steps in front of my apartment when a gypsy
woman passed by. She stopped and asked me if I would
like my fortune read

than reach out for any kind of help
That's how I've dealt with things in my life, yeh, by myself
Nobody felt my pain since as long as I can remember

rapper at all times
Black Album, Fade to Black greatest of all rhymes
Black panther black standard, that the sage goes by
Black power, black leadership

I'm gonna use this track as an outro for the album, I hope you're enjoying it

I've been fighting depression and it's back again, I've been fighting

Turn the fucking lights out
I’m sitting here by myself
With a pencil tryina get the lines out
Of an empty mind in a night cloud
Full of doubt
Still

Why do we idolize those who put on a show
As if they are somehow succeeding By enjoying the joy they have stolen from the world in monetary form?

shit without me celebrated my album with a trip to Maui
Came back and rip said something's different bout me
I caught some different
Kind of waves in

was fated
I'm so sorry but I'll have to call you later
Life in the hands of a kind stranger
With my hands in cuffs I'll
Be sure to thank ya
Cops were