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an addiction bro
My tongue cut down more men than a fentanyl prescription though
I know what I know Live my life with knights' conviction
Stick with a marijuana

Got a military cut I call it major payne
Waves sticky so I call that cut that mary jane
Old school flat top I call it recess
Or braid my hair down

Walk on Water

Eminem

Walk on Water

2017

I walk on water
But I ain't no Jesus
I walk on water
But only when it freezes (fuck)

Why, are expectations so high?
Is it the bar I set?
My

Reeling in the dough and Jane
And still he numb, no novocaine
I fill my lungs and blow the pain, concealing guns to blow ya brains
Atilla Hun, he

the metro, now that shit is retro
Like the Infrareds on my feet, baby, let's go
Sinatra what they know me by, Logic what they call me
Gotta catch a flight

around next 
I'm making this music with Nuges here 
He dropping off bars like a rap box
And we self made hardly give a fuck 
So what the fuck we gon do

On the best of days I find myself drivin'
I was raised in a way where just by arrivin'
Not only fulfills an addiction at hand
Of a farmin' wife's

Giant

Slum Village

Slum Village

2005

do for the chips
And this be speaking from my heart, so I ain't using my lips
Like a ventriloquist, and as I stand killing this
While this rain,

Copy and fit in
My mission is to motivate youth
It doesn't pay well
But that's what real rap gods have to do
So, you wanna be a rap god?
You can't worry

niggas barking at me, I’m a Great Dane
I could tell by how she looking at me, she got great brain
She like “why you smoking Mary Jane?” cause I hate pain

back
Call my bros tell em yo 
I think we about to blow 
They say Flow
Syk you know I was thinking the same so
Maybe what they said was true 
If you wanna

Drop It Heavy

Roc Raida

Crossfaderz

2000

featuring Big Punisher KRS One 
[KRS One] Ha ha. Never fear. KRS! 
Verse one: KRS One 
I'd rather have a hundred thousand true heads by me 
Than

bland life blow by blow
We know joe blow and Jane doe
Who are you though
Why do you aim so low
To be the same
Worship the name
Of almighty's chosen one

freedom don't divide by ten
This is what it means to be American
Like, Watch I'll aim low, and try even less
So no matter what I do, it's considered

to O.D. its hard to feed my addiction
A victim to my own crimes so why the hell am I living
I share my trust with people who care but apparently too much

to O.D. its hard to feed my addiction
A victim to my own crimes so why the hell am I living
I share my trust with people who care but apparently too much

mask, so you know who killed
260 dash, while she in the cab, no we ain't just chill
Some hundred thousand, Vvs neck & wrist, glitter how it sit
She steady

Back to the regular life when sun was still so bright we chillin' no fight
Got my homies like side by side we ain't even need a whip we just pull up with

the artist behind the music
I might do a pop up exhibition
And get the streets & high society to put a red dot by this piece
If y'all don't know what a red dot

Princess cuts them prime jewels
What they saying isn't the truth
What they saying isn't the truth
I'm a hot boy fraud boy for the hell of it
I make a summer

probably gone drunk off the henny
I was Probably Lost when I did it
Alcohol is my addiction

All these voices in my head
Little by little got my eyes seeing

So can I get faded?
Knowing that Ill make it
Got a bitch in my bed and she laying naked 
I just gotta keep on going with my flow 
I don’t care about

Past or present day
Check my resume still climbing
So get out my way
Living with scars
Baptized by fire
My kredentials left tears
For my Angel I admire

Soul Rebels

DJ Hi-Tek

CMJ New Music, Vol. 88

may be slow
We still gonna blow like the horn played by Horatio
The stakes is three feet high and risin' like De La Soul
So I got Wonder Why, my man