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we got a creed)
Feel like King Arthur
If you try break my path
I will destroy you
I live by the sword I die by the sword
There won't be no complicity

to taste you
Waist full of tattoos and my face full
Anatomy probably the baddest and I had to see
Ass like a planet, I'm pulled in by gravity, carry

Devastating!
When life is getting down I keep my head up
Too much people out here getting over zealous
Day by day I'm moving up on my checklist
(Hey, Yo) Im

the amount g i’m puffin’ on pound g no cigarettes around me
I'm on a Higher level
Tiger eye and quartz adorn my apparel
Ninkasi by the barrel
Had a crush

the boys in the hood with no John Singleton 
Or cameras rolling 
Israel my servant, Jacob my chosen 
Proclaim liberty to the captives
Bind up

then
Put it in the bank one by one, trick I'm watching
Passing on these girls like my name is John Stockton
I don't need a tweaking trick to tell me I'm

to my address 
Behind me I would hear the old footsteps
See that worn out coat and dark dishevelled hair

When I was 65 
Just catching up with John

been cheated
I'm trying to heart Lord knows I've been dying to myself
I hear the voice in my head whenever I need help
Trying to keep to myself

I'm everyone's fantasy
Bitch you're just a fan of me
That's why you really wanna be me
But you could never see me
Yeah John Cena I'm selling out

do it
Cause you gotta pop
I got a thousand thoughts always contemplating
I get it cross coast like I'm John wall
Got a bad bitch buy me Tom Ford

swerving passed problems
Money we gon' get that, money we gon' get that
Came in fly
It took a minute just to cover my losses
John Gotti, X faction, in

your energy
I got that John like appleseed
Let's go to Beverly and see another time zone
All them diamonds that you got not real them some

high
Don't play me
You're up to something
Live my life, ride or die
I'd rather ride with fuckin nothin
Hate my life, I can't cry
These tears held back by

to the sun
Smoking shit you can't afford, no you can't get a front
This bitch wanna fuck me and my mans
Direct deposit hit, so I do the money dance
I'm always

erase her head up at Mulholland drive
David Lynch vibe, you ain't my twin, this is my peak
Shhh, something bad is happening here
Escucha, canta, puta

rap
Let me hold the 16 cockeyed
Shot to shit
Now by baby clothes fit
Hand there leg there
Head in a bowling bag
Shoot a rag
Beat that foxy news
Deck

Turn turn fall back inside kwata
Packa money flop mukutta
Ma head burst from mukwata
Nieh do how enter the mata
E too heavy bring me cartah
My nose no di

Kendrick, and Cole, Andre 3-triple-O's
Not the head of my class but still I'm honor roll
One of the last rappers left that still ain't sold his soul
Across

by big leaps coz I'm John Carter from barzoom 
Hitting these white rappers with bars making them turn dark blue
Niggas dropping looney tunes 
Yeah
I

my head 
It hits me right then
This town belongs to the dead   
Maybe if I get lucky
I’ll see a ghost tonight
Go out drinking with Al Capone

Lighters

Bad Meets Evil

Now, Vol. 40

2011

give up
Only thing I ever gave up's using no more excuses
Excuse me if my head is too big for this building
And pardon me if I'm a cocky prick but you

broke why let your mans through it

I'm putting em all under pressure
I don't drive so i got me Telsa
Water on me make my neck tuck
Plug letting me keep

Im the voice of my niggas I know they hear me
And dont compare me to niggas I know they fear me
I can see all the hate through my vision cleary
It

me and my energy
I've been through hell and back but I don't want no fucking sympathy
I want you by my side through all of this adversity
Through all