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sensitive clique
She get serious quick in the
Mix with street fighters
Fuck around start beef you end up curb biters
Loosing teeth on the concrete with DNA

couldn't catch me with the naked eye
I never wouldn't try your just getting high its
Up to you with drugs your just gonna die
You literally celebrate

Richard you changed
Nah, Ian change shit
I just bang shit
I can't touch you because I'm rich
I let my other brothers shoot
Yea fire up just like a Bic

Campaign Speech

Eminem

Campaign Speech

2016

and a set of morals
I make up for in metaphors like a cosmetic store
Stegosaurus
Chuck Norris with a thesaurus
Yes of course, I mess up once
You want

I'm not wasting no time, I'ma go and get that
And then I'ma go and buy a new pack

By the end of the year, my pockets gon' have big racks
My brother

dumps
Bitch we turnt up on that road with them 101s
Do me how you say quit all that talking them lil niggas walking
I catch em' gotta rat tat tat I get

woman with two other hoes
Manaja twa naw four way yo
You all know how that shit go
Make these hits catch dough she blow
I got few brothers
Tell me you my

four might just
Turn up at your show me watching in a venue
Man we're leaving with your soul
I ain't tweeting little hoes
I need my P's to come and grow

on getting my shit all the way to the ceiling
You ain't tryna link you can bet imma catch your ass slipping
One way or another you gon end up a victim
One way

stay to the end
Just Couldnt catch my breath
Between ashing zest
Smashing sets
And tryna match the best
I was lacking rest
But thats the cuzzy of death

in the trap
You ain't going places 'less you end up with Savage
Fuck Scarti, that boy switched over racks
Got a couple people tryna frame me cuz I

boolin with lil mama end up smashing no intentions
(Smash smash)
The ambiance of A is what she love the clout is different
You gone pop my n**** just be

you gone end up on the morning news
I'm steady moving how I move lemme tie my shoe
If I can do it once I do it again like a deja vu
I get big bands I

the fuck you think
I'm on the block, I'm with my twin, just like we Shaq & Kobe
If you dissin' on my brother, leave him dead just like his homies
And he up

your face
You got them dues
And we brought them K's
We don't collect
Either pay up or spray
Bitches butt naked
Now count up my pay
Suck on my dick
While

the smoke
(Bitch)
Run up them bands
She dance with no hands
I got In my bag
Get straight to the cash
Hop in the wraith
And I'm doing the dash
(Uh, uh)
Y'all

From the moment I go to bed 'till I wake up
All day, this is all I can think about, baby (Oh, yeah)
So I go straight at opponents' heads with this

me, I'm feelin' you, so baby, how does it end
You just gotta give the word, and I can pull up in the coupe
If I give the word, you know my brother gonna

Of bounds he's getting fried
Taking trips out of town, getting high
Get caught with these pounds, I'm doing life
Gotta' do what we do to get by
Street nigga,

a friend, nothing else
Got you weak in the knees, when the lies gonna end
You know what ain't gonna cheat on you my guy?
Mehn it's the bands my guy
Brother

day I gotta stack up these bands
Reach out to me and I'll grab your hand 
What I'm going through you won't understand 
Make my phone ring it ring it

said I'ma bitch, boy you don't even know me
I catch your ass outside, I'ma shoot up your ride
Fuck nigga, better stand on business
Smokin' on gas with

Never catch me like a nigga, pop you like a rubber band
Running up that fucking money, all about them rubber bands
Blood diamonds from Africa, I can

and AR if you can 
I ain’t worried bout no beef if it ain’t coming with no bands
Real street nigga (scratch) I grew up throwing hands 
Only keep a strap