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i'm rapping my ass off, stick to the bottle, you ain't go no bars
I'm put together, i can just do whatever, you build connections, i can take it apart

by southwest
Now that don't sound bad
Don't stress, I know where the perc at
Take that and relax, sit back
Outta the jack, sip act
Outta my body, this

here is a fact, bruh
It's not aspirational no more
New planes getting broken
In it's like literally paper planes
The brand, so new clothes, like when you

Makin' Records

Maestro Fresh-Wes

Naaah, Dis Kid Can't Be From Canada?!!

1998

strate-gy
Can't you see
It ain't healthy, nobody could tell me it's hell see
Takes more than a dope LP to be wealthy
Let me show you the path, you're

they gon snitch
Like the videos, they counterfeit
Call me Gotti, I'm making bricks
I got a twin, who goes by Stiicks (Stiicks)
Don't wipe his nose, he's

in heaven
Eternity is the place of no return
No more chances to turn from your sins, oh no
No more chances to do what is right

Souls have parted

dues
I'ma sick son of a gun who states my views
And ain't fuckin' with bots and no mainstream news
Green, mean, pristine, outta control
Straight

As written by the messenger
Pigeons of Hell's Kitchen
Thank you for the dollar, hope you dig it

Clap once for the junkyard punks
Good, clap twice for

Somebody's gotta pay what more to say
Fucking with the sword die by the blade
In my biz don't get you paid
Like a few games just get you played
Throttle

checks with no shame now
I feel the fame now (come on), I can't complain now (no more)
Shit I'm the mayne now, in and out my own town
I'm gettin pages out

in my own name now
Damn shit done changed now
Running credit checks with no shame now
I feel the fame now (come on), I can't complain now (no more

brought me thought me up to
haunt you taunt you till you learned that
this is the point of no return
no more deals and no pretence
this is the point of no

can't take no more 
So I'm down here on the floor (asking god)
Why


1st Verse 
See the system is set up to fail 
Just one accusation is all it takes

know I been tried
Won't fight, won't waste no more time
Rom Don don't pay hoes no mind
Up in here or nowhere
Heart on my sleeve, I don't care
Blood

the afternoon it's gone
I know I fucked up I ain't got no self control
But I need all that and some more
I see hell behind the door

Do it how I wanna
Give a fuck

All of Me

Ill Poetic

Ill Poetic Presents: Mood Muzik's Third

2008

pictures, I don't rhyme words
More then a rapper, I pay attention to detail
'Bout how I do in retail, tells me if I prevail
Been long since I seen this

pay then it's no
If you talk you see my Nina, bitch we 'bout to let it blow
And if I see your bitch, then my dick go in her throat
He think he going

to realize rappin' ain't it
When there wasn't no more money from a record deal
I couldn't get another one, so I was about to quit
Had to get a job
Didn't

on some Rockstar Gear for this video
And it's only filmed by 1 nigga, told CB to come on let's go

And they gone feel my music every time I hit the stage

(Don't give me)
We deceive them when we see them, they gon have to pay a price (Pow pow)
If I'm winning means we winning, nigga do not act surprise (No

40 & C-Bo

E-40

'Til My Casket Drops

1998

the key, what would you do, E?
I'd be up in that motherfucker watchin' my latest video brought to you by
Trass G and Trey Dogg from the California Music

in a prison
Mentally disfigured, distorted, & puzzled by the piece/peace that's missing
He'll be your neurologist to diagnose the problem, evaluate

you
Fuck with me I'm a thug
You already know how we come I'm
In the hood where the drugs, and the slugs
Nigga already know just how we gone come
You pay

a video my haters they ain't say shit
Verified, you unidentified you fucking spaceship
Yeah, how I get niggas more in their feelings than they bitch do
They