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VVS’s on my chest that’s why they staring me down
Anti-coulrophobia ain’t scared of these clowns
These n***as not on my level but y’all

Ghetto Rich

Nas

Amerikaz Most Wanted

2008

my hood where I was born and raised
Where niggas tote semi-automatics, bustin' them K's
Heavy guns and dope boys harassed by the police
Still

Oke karaka a gun to mi ele
Won fun ra won gun o yo fanda
Oun ni Adigun gun to n ya fanda

You wishing me make I cry
You wishing me make I die
Na my

Real life lessons boy the fake never last
Ain't no need for the breaks on my pad
Cuz we ride till the wheels fall off and then crash

Shot gun
Shot gun

roof open
Move a little closer be like oh you smokin
It's potent, I beat the odds
Now I'm rolling up and I'm
Choking like Peter tajh?
IPhone mobile my

palms
Take yo ass and tie you up
Cut your dick off and send it to your mom
(Oh my God) perk  got about a week
Nigga buy the script it was me and Jaun
Told

The 'thotie identical
Her body enticing 'n bendable
Come out the mud like sheck
The plug don't lose contact
I be 'smokin on blunts
Niggas get smoked by guns

me 
Wish death on me 
But God ain’t hearing them

I been praying to the lord at night 
Protect my soul from a price that’s right 
A couple million

down bi lappy ti o ni bar
But there's a way out you can still go deeper
Mo play mo pause mo drag mo puff
Mo pass oh God mo jade tan

So e happen say I go

surmise
It from my rhymes
I was in-spired
By an NF-ing Goat
The Reaper
And the Gods that Rap
Of Evil
Twins and sheep that dress
Like people
Left from hell

despicable me, still hanging on like a sword of Damocles 
Many kids wanna be me, copy that 
Fuck the world, it's time for my prophecy 
By inventing real hot

at the mirror
Reflect deep but I'll never drown from the terror
Existence material, gun in hand I pass by
Missed the ethereal, burial be my last rite
Do unto

would do you in oh yeah
Every side I've been oh yeah
Weed crack Coke and heroin
O h i o my region
My state my place of reason
O h i o that's where I'm

a couple niggas online that just be paying for streams I know a couple niggas that'll rat they probably playing police I know my gun gone pop like i was

blunts, mad L's
My voice excels from the avenue to jail cells
Oh my God I'm droppin' shit like a pigeon
I hope you're listenin
Smackin babies at they

hier nuut begin
Want ons almal weet, Dit is tog so: 
Ons het ‘n God wat my en jou
Ons tweede kanse gun .

Koor: Dis ‘n Halleluja, Dis ‘n aria
Vergete

When you enter the harsh and
Rugged lands of Illy Philly

It was a quarter to one, friday night
Loaded up the guns, jump on the horn
Called up my son

up up up
Then I’ll be the one they gas up up up
My n***a Maji aint the one to pass up up up 
My n***a Maji aint the one to pass up up up
No no no no

bá ní ko do something
Wón ní pé ko tepá mósé
Na pesin wey work na him go chop ooo
Go down on my knees and I pray to God oooo
Every day by day I sleep I

bá ní ko do something
Wón ní pé ko tepá mósé

Na pesin wey work
Na him go chop ooo
Go down on my knees
And I pray to God oooo
Everyday by day
I sleep I

a switchy gun
Switchy, switchy, make him do a dance, I know he pissed his pants
Simi automatic, I turn it fully it's a box on the back of my gun
Oh he havin

everything
The culture was never the same after they got here

Stove God, Rome Streetz, my niggas 'bout it, 'bout it
We can break the whole shit down, go

Church Clap

Lecrae

Weight & Glory

2012

Oh Lord!
Gimme that God Almighty
That good old Gospel
That old school doctrine
Oh Lord!
Gimme that truth for the body
Ain't nothing new about

been spittin hotness 
N I deserve some mutha fuckin green up in my pocket 

Im da plug oh u da socket? 
Lemme in n I could rock it say she soak girl I