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You fucked little kids pedo Michael
40 years old, 10 years old
Disowned by his own family for
Touching 3 year old
Boys robbed McCartney of his

Rhythm aside the flow reside in me
If I'm on the rise it's all eyes on me
Chasing the prize what is life gone be
Hustle and grind it's all eyes on me

forehead, jaw and shoulders.

Feel the flow of breath through your nose. 

c relaxed rhythm of letting air in and out.

Feel how inhale flows through your

he played soccer like the rest the world
And he proved to a confused generation that he could stay loyal to just one girl
He died three years ago

up on my left hand
Deep down we were pretending
Running from the pressures
Cuz I'm feeling
Mostly afraid to be left behind
Didn't get sleep bags under

Man I fucked with this case for like three years 
And I need someone to come and brood over this topic
Drown in it 
So deep in this thought to pick up

the flow like rap assassins 

Bitch I’m a genius, yo I mean this
Dress the cleanest, big ole penis
Ego like Venus, from achievements  
10 years deep n I

Three years and we still goin
Couple months and I'm still thinking
My heart hasn't been home
It ain't been safe to travel back alone
I know it

A punch in my ticket

Be careful what you wish for, I was sick of waiting
Couldn't take the bulls-, we just getting faded
3 years ago, used to rap inside

every year - someone new claims they the best
That phrase is a waste of breath - why put your lungs under stress
Truth be told I'm unimpressed- who said

I said if I really wanted, I could take over a stadium
Stay inside your brain for years heated like uranim
I'm crazy all over the place
Kinda like

Torch in the Night, End of my Fear
If I could drop it all, just go
The Abyss, Unknown, we'd flow
In a second, without a Care
See your Smile, Breathe your

been three years since Tyson died
Time go by, shit still hurt though
Cruisey
And I'm feeling hopeless
And I'm feeling hopeless
When you feeling hopeless

Champion

Nas

Pink Friday: Roman Reloaded

2012

they math
Bitches ain't half cut up crack up in the stash
50 Cent Italian, icy flow
This is that Run-and-Get-a-Dollar-for-The-Ice-Cream-Cone
Cause they

Eenie meenie miny moe
Catch a rapper by his flow
If its whack then let him know
Acting like he's never broke
Eenie meenie miny moe
Catch a rapper by

I got my finger to the sky praising yah, hallelujah
I was saved by the fringes of yahusha
Ya'll denying Christ three times by the roosta
Finger

an asshole
That wear bad clothes
Who been rhymin' the same for ten years
Can't switch up his rap flows
These industry niggas, when they career die
They be

with me deep like I’m Kodak
They don’t know the struggle
They don’t know that every day I was living off my hustle
Oh you talking shit I wanna hear it

of these fuckers blood stainin the cobble
I got
Maybe three more years of livin
Because humanity my tumour and the cell's malignant
You got up in my Brain n

gettin how I live remember when they wasn’t wit it now the waves flow different bring the tide when I’m spittin daddy wasn’t round left me looking up

the odds, I did that
Damn, I did that?
 

(Verse 3)
All aboard my spaceship, trips to Sac don’t say shit
All these years you thought the Lord had given up

it back to basics, 
Changing faces, ain't no place for me to go,
Years go by, cause time ain't slow,
Tears are vapour when I can't flow
Thinking

the dash I'm speeding going bonquers we not braking
We On top of the building last year we were slumped in the basement
Fast I don't live it slow
Me and mine

the greed is not without fee

Aged ten years in 3 years time
always living under fear, the toll's on his mind
Now his dreaming grows, his flow is so fine
He's