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that wanna come and get me
Been thru so much y'all don't feel my pain, nigga na you can't feel it
Battling them evil thoughts, tryna stop em so they

that I get it too fast
There's no way they competing
They been bitching erryday they saying Day1 prolly cheating
Throw it in 100 miles you know I'm

Beginning to believe that this is it y'all, 
I give sentiment for those who did fall, 
by those who's trying to make us walk and then crawl, 
They're gonna

Lower Case Gods

Cross Movement

Heaven's Mentality

1998

Lord of all, planet designer
Diviner, clothed in a robe of shekinah
I'ma find a phrase that conveys with exactness
Who he is, check it y'all Mr. All

whoever want it
They better note that I'm so focused
A message to my opponent: they better
Off trying to clone us
Keep her in Chanel while your
Bitch is

train,
Sometimes I'm overwhelmed by that pain,
Yeah, I know I gotta change,
I'm dope boy dreamin,
They don't know the meanin,
They don't understand it

by the pound
With a pound and they kept it
Tried to outrun the law
But they keep German Shepards
You know me
Soon as they gave me my bond I hit that

the lies you caught
Many sheeples move like bots
Programmed by too many lies they bought
Came with eight bullets now on the forth
Eyes on God He calls

De tous ceux qui m'ont précédé (By all those that came before me)
Je l'ai appelé Influences (I called it Influences)
Car mon rap a une conscience

at all
Plus Christian rap can chalk it up to be pacs or biggie smalls cuz
They think of it as soft why cuz I ain't screaming out thug
Life kill it all well

they plottin'
Obsessed with me, that's why they stalkin'
But imma power forward, call me Giannis (Yoo)
Bum gutter bitches got shit to say
They fuckin'

with they habits
Just to have the family livin' with that pain and that damage
I know it's hard for you to paint what i'm rapping
But put yourself inside

the car in Valet
Just wait wait wait wait, wait, then you gone know what it takes
Only been living by grace, I might put my name on the plates, I couldn't

Hopeless

Trick Daddy

The Red Light District [Clean]

2004

goings on 
'Cause the constantly getting rid of us one by one Whether Its drugs or diseases or gun by

Gun I ain't no saint either I feel that 
I'm

H Is For...

Hilltop Hoods

Great Expanse

2019

on the cracked alabaster
I'm that flabbergasted by the fans and the passionate minds of the masses I captured
Y'all ain't fucking with us from dust unto dust

bout a problem or a habit 
Bitches try and match this 
But they can never tax it 
Come and eat this pussy good they call it magic 
It's just like a drug

slave
I submit my will to You for your mercy, love, and grace

We claim that Christ died and saved us, broke the chains and now we're free
So why are we

That's why they try to make it illegal man (you far, you far from reality)
Yo, check this out man, this is, a natural herb man you know I'm sayin'?
It

Stop Being Greedy

DMX

It's Dark and Hell Is Hot

(true)
But if it calls for me to force my way in the door (huh)
Headhunting motherfuckers, stay on the floor (uh)
4-4, that's what I get sick with (grr)

Niggas keep playing with my fucking Name
But it's my fault cause I ain't show y'all Yet
You feel me
These niggas they wish on my Downfall
I wanna leave but

get checks
I don't gotta flash my money, I don't need to flex
All you got to know is that I'm coming up next
How many times I gotta say it all y

like it when you looking good
Hate it when you shining through the neighborhood
Brand new ride, niggas know the time
Hoes cut they eyes, we call them

dealt with that
Could have easily been life ending
Could have easily been a life sentence
Not a day goes by where I don't think vengeance
How could it be

that that hurt, ugh!
Been on my Mob Shit, I hopped in that mosh pit
Been balling so hard, they can't fit in my shoes
I toss up a Lost Boy, and Pan it