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with the chit chat break em kit kat
You can have ya bitch back I'm gone like a 6 flat
Nigga I'm a big dawg all I do is sit back
Got some young niggas

have much options
Shoot it through my veins like those toxins
Inspired by the Joyner's, The Cole's, The Logic's
The Kendrick's, The Em's, The Hopsin's

ain't nobody gon care for me
Ride, die, crash, or whine for me

Bitch, grind for me, 
Time to shine for me
Fuck 1 got tons for me 
Hoe run from me
Shoot

and p na it's time to go

I was just in NY wit the dips
Shoot trips wit em brick wit my bitch
Dior bag match my kicks
They killed bro I ain't been right

sometimes it seems I don’t know where to go 

Baby, sometimes that means it’s time to let it go 



Yo Sometimes I feel brain dead, like I ain’t comin up with

views by the million,
Unify the youth plant a seed in em,
Long arm yeah I'm reaching em, across divides of race and religion and I'm healing them

I’m

life if he cross enemie lines
I'm doing 100 on the dash ain't stopping at no stop sign
You know i need you by my side and i will not stop trying
Love's

handyman he keep them tools on em
Im from the East Big Blood but I keep them blues on me
We be playing with them sticks like we sponsored by Sony
And I ain't

Black tongue bite like a pit bull mane
That's more deranged than a kid with an AR 15
Take you to school shoot up every record you bring
I massacre

We Made It

Josh Baze

Hi-Heels & Low-Lifes

met before wanna meet up
The last thing I would ever wanna hear is "Wait, she what?"
Photo shoots up in my condo where her iPhone
I blown'd up, what

know I can hold them
Lead by example we gotta show 'em
Weeds on the mantle, we know how to grow up
And you know that we measure all grams
Loud pack was

Expect'em in Algeria
Resources da criteria for presence in the area
Stand da fuck up! Let's end da Zionist Hysteria

Mon premier est perdu en mer comme la

to
Be grateful that they didn't shoot
Modern slaves
Exploit their soul
Use em for your shoe
Bitch, what you know of the Bayou
Your children look like

keep up with this rock star I'll surround myself with 2 or 3 ladies by the end of the night they'll be calling me baby
(chorus)
'Cause I ain't going down

shit out of their face, like they's a boxing bag
I'm fuckin' toxic bad but I ain't try'na act different
Better keep your kids away or I'll teach 'em

to me I was sidetracked
Lust was calling, I had to decline that
The Bible is my almanac
I'll live & die by the sword with my durag
I was chasing cheese

Mandy
I kno that life’s a gamble
Hell I could go by Gambit
Designer belt around my waist I feel like Randy Savage
My eggs all in na basket
I dare you try

future
Round here if I don't trust you the  producer a shoot ya
Get yo shit together Nigga - Metamucil
You goin out like a bitch if you let em use you
You

Damain's Hook

Red Hot Lover Tone

#1 Player [Single]

1994

Live like KRS
With Finesse, see, you're a mess
I shoot my lyrics real fast, leavin MC's holy like ?Nas?
At last a brother gettin all the cash
This

Not Now

Blahzay Blahzay

Bronx Science: The Art of Engineering, Vol. 1

2005

Uh, tell the world good news
Roll up to the club with new shoes (what's that?)
Bla's Big Boy, pushing big toy (yeah)
I'm try'na to see what y'all