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Not that I care what you say
I just can't move in the way
You simple minded buffoons
Just love to limit my craze
For an unbeatable wave
So stop
Cause I

feel the heat wen I'm raging
I'm gonna keep on i can't stop
I'm gonna keep on i can't stop
I'm gonna keep on i can't stop
They mad as hell when i nail it

you bout your shoes
Nobody cares when she bought a purse

She always on Instagram
Ain't no filter that can show your worth
One day we all gotta see

and rep but flodgin'
Niggas tweakin', dont really know that pain  

Slid on em like snap with filters 
Niggas hop on the mic
Get to cappin', and lyin' bout

to Kasher Quon
And shit, so I was like y'know
I should probably make a Detroit type song
Make like two or three of these
Y'know I can do whatever I want, any

it's all on you now

Four years gone
Take from this all you can
Can you see it all now
In a way that you couldn't then
I don't like this shade of guilt

As life unveils, I discovered, a way to stop all the chatter
What really matters, going through filters, altering  lingering angular culture

'cause we gon' profit with this one
Get the troops at attention, stay tapped in with the balance
Can't be moved from my center, rather dead than be

As life unveils, I discovered, a way to stop all the chatter
What really matters, going through filters, altering lingering angular culture

or two later now this bitch is a calendar
Calculator, flashlight, GPS, cookbook
Photo filter apps to make you feel like you look good
Beat maker, music

PLACES CALL IT PIT STOP
PK RIPPER IN MC GOT ME A FOREIGN DEEPTHROAT


I HAVE THE PESOS GOT DA DRIP AND COUNT BY THE KILO
ONLY WEAR DESIGNER, BALENCIAGA

leave you bewildered
Bitch you a fake, I see through the filter
I'll never stop, cause I'm not a quitter
Bitch you a bug bitch you a critter

I'm made

mind, face and soul
I can't deny I'm having a real hard time dealing with this
As I walk in to buy a balenciaga bag
A part of me will die, just so you can

Scream

Michael Jackson

History on Film, Vol. 2

1997

pressuring me, just stop pressuring me
Stop fuckin' with me, make me wanna scream

Oh my God, can't believe what I saw as I turned the TV
This evening, I

not funny
I'll lay your ass out like Ali 
Now you look up to me Sonny
I swear they can't take this shit from me
I swear that these niggas is phony 
I

All I'm saying, come here, lady
I can't take it, let's stop playing
Oh, you know, you know
I got no patience, I hate waiting
I can't take it,

Well I'm goin' to rehab, goin' to rehab
Gonna rehabilitate myself by drinkin' a bottle
'Til I can't see at all my problems
Fiending for a copacetic

this shit ain't easy man You share your pain, they judge you, yeah

Hoes will be hoes so I guess I better stop digging for love
I tryna tell my pain But

I run and chase the Sun
I do this s**t for fun

I was lookin for a place to clear my mind
I was looking for a way to past the time
Right by the water,

I'll keep doing this until I'm dead and cold
In the ground collecting mold
This music shit is not a choice
I'm steady grinding on the weekends
Can't go

the guy gets tormented by demons
Fuck his whole family
I Hope that they never can see him
(Ha!)
And Now I'm just talking my shit
Vic turning up this this

can't stop
They can't stop
My happiness

Walk better than you talk right now
Smile at them as you walk right by
Gates up, you'll just have to climb
Give

'bout you

Everyone walked by
In this city, ain't no love for free
When I saw your smile
I believe in something more than me

No I can't stop

Last call for alcohol
Come get your friend, she's all alone
I can't stop starin', she's very low
I can't stop starin'

Sight for sore eyes