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something nice twice provided by a junkie
For the beats hit repeat when you listen let the streets speak

I got a dark past with a bright future
My dungeon

Gotham rappers bite can’t even spit

Shits ridiculous

Snakes slither in the pit

If your talking with this viciousness predict to hit a lick

Figures how

copies I’ll be moving 
Truth is you a god but you don’t clue in

He sending hints but you remaining clueless 
Your on the road to riches start from road

I
Could turn in circles
Spins around the fire burning
We're searching for higher learning)
Distracted by higher earning
Yearning for more than what's

A man once entered the sea of trees
A broken man, but his hope hasn't ended
A man whose reality was bended
And it was caused by his unease
His mind

just love when I'm drinking at the wheel
Road sodas, road sodas
Boozing on the highway
Nothing hits better than crushing down a 12-pack
Sipping

need to take a step back
(I had to show 'em
I let 'em know it
I had to show it)
You need to take a step back
(So let's go
Let's hit the road
I said let's

Dropped calls
Deep underneath the surface by bite like Jaws
Text, she might call
Beg, she might crawl
But I can't be playing games
I can't be throwin' blame

got you revin while I’m pressin on you
I hit two and now you’re sweatin almost wreckin on you
Pump breaks cause it’s too early for a crash
I mean I know

Studio assassin, getting prepped for the hit, woah
Crashin' your session, I'm handing L's when I rip foes
You can lock your doors, even then I still will

Up and away
Getting so high that I'm flying away
Smile More 2 I was all on balloons
The pressure done hit, so I popped on the plane
And hopped out

peace of mind
But I'm always second guessing what's the purpose
It's all in this music but I hide it on the surface
Letting time pass me by too scared

heart unite
With your people past flaws
Find your purpose you god
Dreams start to surface
Live them and we applaud
Use your brain know you so smart
C'mon

Studio assassin, getting prepped for the hit, woah!
Crashin’ your session, I’m handing L’s when I rip foes
You can lock your doors, even then I still will

Nigga brought the notebook, a stat sheet, and added up a bunch of sums
I hit my nigga Cy, he said he on his bottom six
Look, I had a bottom queen, skeez'n

you playin with fire
Different type of gators when you cross that Atchafalaya
I walked some dark roads for a long time
Building up my stamina hard body

purpose on earth's surface
When the urge hits
Don't lose your nerve kid
Nourish the emergence
Emergency
Got mad ideas
Don't go disturbing me
Where we at now

Radioactive

Downtown Science

Downtown Science

1991

materializin through the speaker
Comin to the surface - eureka
The final stage of a cycle movin at such high speed
That by the time it's perceived
It's already

I play these records for you (Day by) day by days
I wait patiently for the day
That I get paid by making records for the fans I'll meet someday
We

chose
Dig it, hit my mitt and get with it, you bitch
What's happening
Yeah, and this is Himself Williams, and the Hustle on Quartet
I don't fuck with

the window down and breathe as deep as I can 
Convince myself I'm satisfied and hit the road again 
But I'm still struggling to find them roads 
'Cause

Gasolean

2 Chainz

Freebase

2014

bitch count money till I get alrighted
And my belt by Louie, and your girlfriend shoes
And keep your eyes on a road before you crash like a computer

to it)
I'm in the strip club (Strip club)
Coolin' with Chris (Copper Road Hitta)
Baddest one came up (Hi)
She hit a split (Wow)
Snap in the studio (I'm in

kill ya'
A hit of you to slow me down

And I've forgotten
How to fly
But I'll remember
Before I die

It's a crooked line I follow
It's a rocky road I