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We gon drop this shit
Right on the Tok
12 o'clock like right on the
Right on the dot
Saying it's fire it's hot
After a week the whole album gon pop

lucky, my God! Flight of Icarus in those grubby dirty by now horribly sticky little fingers and
hands and grubby palms, and oh what else is grubby, I don

Nigga can't out-stunt me when it come to these fuckin' cars, nigga
Believe that

You know me, I don't need no introduction and shit
Ride

Death before dishonesty a box in doing life in 

Yeah & it's vee from here on out 
Shiest the album
You gotta pay for that 

Hey, hey, hey
And i don

of Carlos Davis Lord 
I can't love shit 
Thats the fullest extent thats giving
I'm above this deception I know they intentions 
With sworrrds made by Smith N

to slip into a life that's easier
An attention span whittled away for years by social media
Then COVID hit that shit like a meteor
Procrastinated every

Zealots

Fugees

The Score

1996

Another MC lose his life tonight, Lord
I beg that you pray to Jesus Christ, why
Oh Lord, father don't let him bury me, whoa

I haunt MCs like

on an album and you trying
To record it, on top of all that
Couple weeks you're going touring?
For little pay, straight claim for thrills
Most people my age

the whole thing
Even if it's not goin' as planned dawg
It is what it is dawg, na mean?
Like yea dawg
Just don't be hard on yourself dawg
Its not by your

C'mere
(Trizzy, come over)
Yeah, like I don't know
Like she don't know me like she think she did before
I get a new bitch every week I can have 'em

really that simple shit get harder by the week
I’m keeping at it coz I wanna see me eat, dawg.
Cop me a new crib, dawg.
Get my momma rich , dawg.
She ain’t

ZUU shit
Never no FUU shit
Try to sue this, we end up on Sun Tzu shit
And you don't want that, buddy
There's no combat
Ask Drake to pick you a season

like Apple Jacks
I'm cereal, I mean serious, that's a fact
No cap, unless its Snapple caps
Aye, by the way, put them back in glass
The plastic don't be

like Apple Jacks
I'm cereal, I mean serious, that's a fact
No cap, unless its Snapple caps
Aye, by the way, put them back in glass
The plastic don't be

again
I just live my truth and they can’t stop me from tellin’ it
I thought I’d be popping by now, thought that I would blow up
Throwback, on my Bubble

praying they don't see a tomorrow
Feel like Cole got a dollar and a dream to get to Monte Carlo
White boy rapping but no this ain't no Jack Harlow
Ask my

sure enough
Because I be on the way
I'm sorry about the way
The new album is on the way

I've been in Cali for some weeks
Mity's breaking beats down
One

Act II: T.I.

T.I.P.

T.I. vs T.I.P. [Clean]

2007

parked across the street
And then it hit, I ain't really slept that long in a week
Matter fact I don't even remember falling asleep

Atlantic office

do this while it's fun right?
Just let me know if you know when you're leaving cause I don't really wanna leave by myself 
Second thoughts might stay

likes you?
Cause I can't really think of any, so
If you don't leave now Imma have to fight you

Think you're hot shit
And you think you're all that
If by

feel like I felt about 2 years ago
My days are the same, they goin' by slow
I don't go to sleep, I'm hearin' the birds cry
I don't give time to haters,

They're like, ''I wonder who this is by''

Don't know why they hate, when I'm great
Am I the best? It's up for debate
I think they underestimate, think all

Runaway

X

Live at the Stagedoor Tavern

1997

[Chorus]
Runaway, run for your life he's returned...

[Carlos Coy]
I ain't worked in 2 years, guess who's back
Still, my whole albums sell like

RAP DEVIL

Machine Gun Kelly

BINGE

2018

fucked one rapper's girl this week
Don't make me call Kim

I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, let's talk about it
I'm sick of you bein'