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The year 2029 is gon' be the apocalypse caused by the Apophis - ME
I got it lock and key
Tell the labels we 'bout to go on a shoppin spree
And if y'all don't

Warped, ignored, held responsible when you don't heed my warns
'Cause fools make me sick I hear punks talking shit
They don't know anything

Yeah .. I said we ain't humble
No more (I mean) the belly
Don't rumble no more
(I mean) ain't getting splashed
By the puddle no more ..
Ay look they

Do It, See It, Be It

Q-Tip

Amplified

1999

("For real.") 
You can do it.
Be abiding, y'all. 
("Listen to the story I tell, yo. 
For real.")
I know
("Don't let 'em hate to front you.")
You

seated but inside some may stay a mess
Don't get it twisted I'm talkin 'bout what you do with it after
My mission to be that difference so I pray y

down
On a Richard Mille
But why the fuck would I do that
When I know I'm worth a 'Mill
That's 'sumn I know
Lost my cousin gave me the chills
I don't even

back
Had to shoot him in his back
I don't know why these little niggas want to try me
Imma aim for his head I ain't shooting at no body
I got up these

me, but, I don't know y'all
Looking at Rich, bro, you a show off
Can't hang with no goofies 'cause niggas be so soft

Ay, I drop a six then doze off

everywhere I go these bitch falling
Autumn up to spring I got bitches calling
Copy copy do you own don't have to follow
She a thottie thottie and I know she

cry
Hear a truth, tell a lie
Why don't you, pick a side
Cause you're better when you're holdin on my arm, like
Every word that I spoke was a foglight
I

unhinged
I got too many sins
Fuck a fake friend
Cause I need
I need new ones
Stand by me when the news comes
High beams, Visine can't find me
Don't stand too

up, hold up)

Dolph, why you go and spend that two-fifty on the blue Richard Mille? (what you mean?)
You fucking up the value of the watch, kid, what

I'ma take it all on my greedy ass shit
I'ma stack it tall, Richard Mille on my wrist
Shootin' for the stars, give a fuck if I miss
Cause I'm comin'

mode dats on everything
Y'all Got it twisted like tobe on Sunday's
I'm not sure you know that I'm God's son
Just cuz u don't see the battles I'm fighting

Og niggas told me Richey wake up
You gotta get date that bread don't ever let y'all break up
If the streets don't kill you then you know you strong
I

fucking me
(Yea yea)
Think she know im the king of the V
I got all my demons and I know they on speed dial
Free my dogs up in the pen why they stuck up in

Rookies who play like pros, I know they're nervous
These veterans are looking washed out, and we detergent
Don't call it a comeback and don't plan

straightenin' but straightenin')
Don't nothin' get straightenin' but straightenin'
You feel me?
(Don't nothin' get you straight)
I don't know what y'all think

all and fuck the odds
Is the shit that I condone

I'm ready for this path even if it's a long road
I don't got any bros
So I don't stand by any codes

trial because he lost his motion
Bro got life, he don't know how pussy smell, that's why he fuck his lotion
I know some real niggas would lose it all

Drugs

Kool Keith

Spankmaster

2001

girl, "Keith you seen my diamond rings in the jewelry box?"
I don't know; last night you and Chaka Khan was in here sniffin blow

I was in the room

land on her back like vans
Yeah all of my niggas on call you don’t really know my mans
I’m in charge I made this shit from the clay
Wwake up finesse

nigga they don't believe cause of you
And all because of you
I go champagne by the bottle
Bitches by the two
Cook like ratatou uhhh yeah
And all because

I'm in trouble with a couple that I hit with a shovel
Hop on a shuttle then I shuffle I ain't finna get busted
Hit the jewelry store
Don't know who it