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Twenty skipping stones
Dance before your eyes
Like planes crossing time zones
They're hunting the sunrise
Thirty skipping stones
Thrown from your idle hand
You love to watch them fly
But don't care where they land
You're waiting for the band
Fourty skipping stones
splashing in the dark
You're either flying with the drones
Or singing with the lark
Fifty skipping stones
Have led you down your path
Past rows of empty thrones
Past grapes of joy and wrath
To a happy aftermath
Jump don't walk
The water whispers
Hear it talk
To all the drifters
Sixty skipping stones
Each year one comes your way
In breezes or cyclones
Some glimmering some grey
We must be like the stones
To carry us out there
When the water hits your bones
Act as if you don't care
Just levitate into thin air
Go and glide
A skipping stone
Is like a flying fish
When it sinks to rest
On coral reef
It grants you your big wish
With a ripple and a swish
Velocity and mass
Tilt and angle of attack
Determining the bounce
Before you fade to black

Got the Lambo (keys)
Got the Tesla (keys)
In the Florida (Keys)
Mami twerkin on me

Got the Lambo (keys)
Got the Tesla (keys)
In the Florida (Keys)
Mami twerkin on me
Australian coral reefs
Mami twerkin on me
Sydney Opera House lease
That phantom drop is out me

Bank deposit all G's
Infrared in that beam
Who make a martyr out me
I take the charters out deep
Don't make tomorrow our peak
If I say she borrow my keys
If I say she borrow my keys
She look like Emily Ratajkowski
(Let's go)

Sonny Bono on skis
Promo runs are not cheap
Mami heroine chic
Molly got her tongue in her cheek

She don't know my name A keys
Bitch I run AC
Chain froze, AC
Make Green like AC

Boca Chica Key
Costa Rican leaf
Post a vegan recipe
And then she's back to sexing me

Haters playing both sides
I don't need no co-sign
Ball out like MJ 45 (swish)
My streaming data Fortnite

A hundred Xans on my fourth flight
My Lamb black, my Porsche white
Your bitch let me know I could fuck
When she left on her porch light

Bentley truck, no keys
Retinal id
Bezzle is shining
Tim Duncan five rings

Got the Lambo (keys)
Got the Tesla (keys)
In the Florida (Keys)
Mami twerkin on me
Australian coral reefs
Mami twerkin on me
Sydney Opera House lease
That phantom drop is out me

C-Hu$t and we up in the zone
Got the keys to the crib
And ain't nobody home
So relax your mind
Let your conscience be free
You're now rolling with the boy HUST

VIP up at KOD
On my guerrilla pimp
Shit like it's my JOB
Opa Locka Hialeah
In that Range Rove V
Haters really thought
That they could lowball me
Till I pulled up
To Bal Harbor in the cobalt Ri
And when I say ri I don't mean Ri Ri
(I mean Rihana)
I mean that F50 that Ferrari
I be playing bitches like it's Atari
Let the shotty reload like it's safari
Met mami in the club she was Qatari

Got the Lambo (keys)
Got the Tesla (keys)
In the Florida (Keys)
Mami twerkin on me
Australian coral reefs
Mami twerkin on me
Sydney Opera House lease
That phantom drop is out me

Got the Lambo (keys)
Got the Tesla (keys)
In the Florida (Keys)
Mami twerkin on me
Australian coral reefs
Mami twerkin on me
Sydney Opera House lease
That phantom drop is out me

Yeah, ah, it feels so good to be up in here
Man yeah, JMT, Reef the Lost Cauze
Chief Kamach' shit got to change, baby

Yo, they put white picket fences
On all black houses
Cauze Kilimanjaro, you Brokeback Mountain
Since that "Feast" drop
Everybody on Shareef jock
I am what I am, without a deal from Reebok
While y'all was poppin' and lockin'
Doin' the beatbox
I was in the streets, ock
Mean Glock tryin' to be 'Pac
Wisdom came in the form
Of seein' teeth knocked great G's shot
Tell me when will the beef stop?

Throwing Vulcan gang signs my vocals toasted by the reef dried.
Anything steamed in green seems the be the new diet.
My aura's violet like a black light shining.

This Is Gangsta

Jim Jones

Ambitionz of a Gangster

Dipset bitch, Juelz Santana
Yeah, 2004, it's a brand new muthafuckin' year
I hope you know that, you already know
And we are in total control once a muthafuckin' gain, nigga
Dipset in the building, Juelz Santana, Jim Jones
Killa muthafuckin' Cam, Freeky Zeeky

Live from the bottom of the pot where crack is cooked at
I'm back like cooked crack and I rap like cooked crack
That's a good match and that's some good crack

My gun hotter then the stove is on
So hot even I thought the stove was on
But the stove was off, I was just rollin' hot
I was just rome the block

Hard body, I'm a rolling block
Dodge squally, I don't know the cops
I don't know them rats, no, I don't condone in that
I'm in my zone in fact, ain't no holdin' back

The 4'll mac when the beefin' is on
Niggas cheat when it's on
Niggas get reef when its on
They can't believe when it's on
But it's me when it's on

But it is and this is what I do so
What it is, what it be, what's the scoop, yo?

Just woke up and Im like damn Another damn day to go man 
I Mean This stress about money And success 
And these Problems and Stresses at home 
Got a niggas mind racing like YR

Where were you when I needed you The most
Where were you when I was Fighting them ghosts
Where were you when I had no Hope
Where were you when I was Stuck in the cold
Where were were you when i was Trapped in the dark
Where were you when I lost my Heart look
Now im heartless

I found myself before I lost Myself
Drew myself from the Negativity and washed myself With positivity
The lord from above watching Me Sin
While the devil from below Keeps pulling me down
Im tripping im falling but I'll Never stay down
Im outta this world Im floating On Mars
Ima float like a butterfly
Ima Sting like a bee

One night my brother told me
Let your mind be free of peace
Identify what's bad for you and Stop doing that shit
Identify whata good for you and Continue doing that shit
As nd Never ever ever let Anything Frustrate you

I took his advice now look Im Living
A better new life Im facing my problems
Im fighting never throw no White flag
Never Surrender Never
Thats how i was taught
In the Zone
Where niggas be racing for the Throne
Niggas be doing it alone
Nigga like Woah
Nigga like Woah
Nigga woah woah

Why the gotta be black and White
Why there gotta be poor and Rich
Why cant we all be the same
Why cant we all be the same
Im working to the day that my Storyll be told
Im living till the day that my Life will unfold
Im doing this shit till my body Cant do it no more cant do it No more

Where were you
When I needed you The most
Where were you when i was Fighting them ghosts
Where were you
When I had no Hope
Where were you when i was Stuck in the cold
Where were were you when i was Trapped in the dark 
Where Were you when I lost my heart Look now I'm heartless

Walking with God
But my Actions Pure Devil
Warm blood nigga but
My actions were cold
Youd Shiver for the stories ive Told
Remember the times
I was fighting in the Zone
Remember the times
Iwas fighting alone
Remember the time
When
I rose on my own
Remember the time when I Did It Alone respect me nigga I Did It Alone

Kill em
I am a shepard and you is the Sheep
I have been busy while you've Been asleep
You niggas standing still I'm Taking a leap
Straight from the bottom Straight out the Streets
Mashus the king he can never Be beat
Started this shit as young as Fiften
Believed in myself when Nobody did
Believed nd believed nd now I'm the king
Started from the bottom now Rising to the top
Climbing nd Grinding I'm Never gon stop
Higher nd higher aint planning To drop
This is my future I can never be Stopped
Stand in my way ill make sure That u dropped
Bring the Zone with me All Way to the top
Young Reef on the loose you Niggas so thirsty but i got the Juice you lose

Kill em
Where were you when I needed you The most
Where were you when I was Fighting them ghosts
Where were you when I had no Hope
Where were you when I was Stuck in the cold
Where were were you when i was Trapped in the dark 
Where Were you when I lost my heart Look

Where were you
When I needed you The most
Where were you when I was Fighting them ghosts
Where were you when I had no Hope
Where were you when I was Stuck in the cold
Where were were you when i was Trapped in the dark 
Where Were you when I lost my heart Look now im hearless

Miyagi
Rockin' Issey Miyagi, yeah, we slime, we snotty

We gon' get to choppin, leave your buddy hoppin
He be hoppy, scotchin, that lil' bitch, she on my phone
I don't care, I'm in my zone
You a trash, you're just a clone, I'm the one who run this shit

That boy lil K, he switched up quick, let him know I'll blick up quick
You know imma shot till click
Wax on Wax off Miyagi, bitch
All black trucks, we spin that shit

If you guessed for Johanns, then you must be a fed lil' bitch
You know what I think off feds, go and help that old ass bitch
She don't teach, she just yaps, get her off my fuckin' ass
Feelin' like Miyagi, bitch, you know I'ma kick your ass

Brand new Rarri, I go fast
See them blue lights, run from that
You got pick a route haha, you wanna live like this, uh-huh
Strapped up for the prom bitch, we be hoppin' out black trucks
All you guys be fake as fuck, except for the guys who fuck with my stuff

Appreciate you moshin to Zilla
Shit was so loud, we went gorillas
Puffin' this shit, it be gorilla
Atomic reef, I go Godzilla

Creepin' this shit like a caterpillar
Raging so hard, we takin' out pillars
Pullin' that shit, you wanna talk to the metal
That boy Tap, we know you a pedo

Quit callin feds, I did nothing wrong
Go make em useful and go catch a pedo
I be so sick of that bitch boy barretto
We get to work, and we get Denaro

Ballin' with the team, we all on codeine
All this ice on me, yeah, you bout to freeze
Hit you with that suki, bitch, I'm Mr.

Hollow tip in skin, we don't do lipping ting
Turn  it in a  beast mode ye ye
Yota
Big up ya self Rick
Ye ye ye ye yeah
Top
We don't do di fist fight
Form
Records
Ha huh
Tuffside

Ming lef bodies like shells on street
7.62 make dem look like dem fell from feet
Frank strap like a seat belt in a front seat
I know men who sell shots
Fa me they sell some cheap

Bad like Itchy Boo from Nelson street
Deadly like cholera
No medicine fee
A Funeral service
Small well and reefs
Top Form and tuffside bad tell some freak

Anytime we touch road ye we got di gun load
Put di switch pon di glock turn it ina beast moode
All of my dogs fully and them love to tek soul
Whole of d Caribbean know me wicked and cold
Try test me now me gine mek me gun rise
Put shot ina head we don't do di fist fight
Kill any enemy me see ina me sight
Pussy them nah go resurrect like them name Christ

We rise thirty two's a thirty eight
A riffle wid a silencer
Shot guns that break back n a custom made Tec 9
Shell catchers pon di side when we step to mek crime
Tek people life before people try to tek mine
Bullet in intestine
It travel and it break spine
Pussyhole caress 9
To me it is di best time
I don't deal with di mouth chatting or di chest crime
Ya parents I wud mek find ya body when it collect bines
Yota

Ye, Yo Diin
Zone 6 ye them know a choppa ting
7.62 tear off skin
Catch them as them bun a spliff ye early morning
Everybody tek shot a black rain falling
Parish Land man put them ina coffin
Regular we lef boy mother bawling
We nah miss wen me shoot like Neymar pon di wing

Anytime we touch road ye we got di gun load
Put di switch pon di glock turn it ina beast mode
All of my dogs fully and them love to tek soul
Whole of di Caribbean know me wicked and cold
Try test me now me gine mek me gun rise
Put shot ina head we don't do di fist fight
Kill any enemy me see ina me sight
Pussy them nah go resurrect like them name Christ

Them cant mix me like magnum and Smirnoff to make hickle
Nuff men switch up on the team but I stay triple
Do road like a prickle
Nothing can make me bull
Ming antisocial cause he hate people
When Pat-Rice step to go fa them
He land by di front door and if it look di back gate he pull
Shots fly like ladybug
God Goof real evil

Wild and mean
None of them nuh bad like we
Them can not style triple c
Tafari ready to squeeze
We wild and mean
None of them nuh bad like we
Them can't diss m,i,n,g

Anytime we touch road ye we got di gun load
Put di switch pon di Glock turn it ina beast mode
All of my dogs fully and them love to tek soul
Whole of di Caribbean know me wicked and cold
Try test me now me gine mek me gun rise
Put shot ina head we don't do di fist fight
Kill any enemy me see ina me sight
Pussy them nah go resurrect like them name Christ

We wild and mean
None of them nuh bad like we
Them can not style triple c
Tafari ready to squeeze
We wild and mean
None of them nuh bad like we
Them can't diss m,i,n,g
Ha huh
Yota

They can’t even rap like this
Everything I drop hit I can’t miss
I be on the ground while they look pissed
Eyes closed boy cause I been lit
I be wanna gas up that shit it
House smoke boys gotta roll my swish
I be in the game I ball like swiss
She like ice sucka look at that wrist
Yeah
White rapper but no Asher Roth
I’m blasting off
Swear to God I’m passin y’all
Callin shots tellin me to pass the ball
I’m more than raw y’all ain’t made a play at all
Got work and we get it off
I got pack rolled up then I’m liftin off
And everybody out here cappin got me sick of y’all
And I ain’t even done yet gotta lift us off bitch
I’m comin back
(Comin back)
Yo shit is wack
(Shit is wack)
I’m sick of all the fake shit
Sick of all the fake shit
You ain’t got no facts
(Got no facts)
Bring the real back
(Real back)
I’m sick of all the fake shit
Sick of all the fake shit
Sleepin on me, that’s no respect
Fuck what you think Kid G is up next
No love from the tone, y’all support fake clones
But I still got love just in different time zones
Got a lot of flows how could you not know
Blow up cross country but that’s how it goes
You claim you in the streets just cause you from the East
That’s fake shit so I’ll never cop a feat
Shoe fits, then wear it G
Pull up on me you ain’t got that heat
Piece on ya side I see that’s a lie
But I’m not surprised like you livin a lie
I ain’t gotta lie so my buzz will get high
Say you get high but you’ve never hit a pipe
Face gettin tight like what I said was right
Say you got pressure I’ll outrap you all night
I’m sick of all the fake shit
(Sick of all the fake shit)
I’m bringin back the real shit
(Bringin back the real shit)
I’m sick of all the fake shit
(Sick of all the fake shit)
I left for the fake now I’m sick what’s it gonna take
I’m comin back
(Comin back)
Yo shit is wack
(Shit is wack)
I’m sick of all the fake shit
Sick of all the fake shit
You ain’t got no facts
(Got no facts)
Bring the real back
(Real back)
I’m sick of all the fake shit
Sick of all the fake shit
They don't know what I'm gonna do with it
Smooth with it
Mean wit it
Maybe start singing it
Used to have weed with some lean in it
Now I got me with some DMT in it
Clean business
TMNT kickin
Follow my lead and watch me get it
Please keep all the schemes I ain't needin it
Get dough kneadin it
We get it
Truth kills
I been too real to say I'm too real
If you saw it all then room tilts
So line up that fade take this blue pill
I got the key I know
This deep like a reef in the sea I go
Only the true I bleed
Sick of the fake
Wait
That just built up my immunity
I’m comin back
(Comin back)
Yo shit is wack
(Shit is wack)
I’m sick of all the fake shit
Sick of all the fake shit
You ain’t got no facts
(Got no facts)
Bring the real back
(Real back)
I’m sick of all the fake shit
Sick of all the fake shit
Can’t be fake to make an impact
Bitch ass frauds think they nailed it no tack
Laid back for a while it’s time to attack
Say you carry weight but never seen a pack
Think I can’t rap just cause I ain’t black
I’ll still kill a beat brain sharp like a cleat
I’m doin this shit just wait and see
Camping on hoes like COD
I spit real shit
Can’t stand fake shit
PC3 you know that’s that shit
Few in the tone that I fuck with
Always lyin but that’s no myth
Not sending shots just showin what I got
Fuck what you say my shit is hot
Can’t ever lie like a robot
Say you show love but only at the top
I’m sick of all the fake shit
(Sick of all the fake shit)
I’m bringin back the real shit
(Bringin back the real shit)
I’m sick of all the fake shit
(Sick of all the fake shit)
I left for the fake now I’m sick what’s it gonna take
I’m sick of all the fake shit
(Sick of all the fake shit)
I’m bringin back the real shit
(Bringin back the real shit)
I’m sick of all the fake shit
(Sick of all the fake shit)
I left for the fake now I’m sick what’s it gonna take
This skill is somethin I been blessed with
Sick of people thinkin they can test this
I’m sleepin on you rappers well let me interject
Quick no naps I’m just not interestin
Fuck a punchline this different
I bring to the game what’s missin
That’s the truth now watch my grind
Tryna be finally famous and get that big shine
No ID all shows no more lines
Kill every feature never waste time
Like a dog in the cage just let me out
You can feel my pain short shots no range
Built for the battles built for the war
Let me rage out every time they press record
When quarantine ends ima end on tour
Mala Luna big stage now press replay
I’m comin back
(Comin back)
Yo shit is wack
(Shit is wack)
I’m sick of all the fake shit
Sick of all the fake shit
You ain’t got no facts
(Got no facts)
Bring the real back
(Real back)
I’m sick of all the fake shit
Sick of all the fake shit
Uh
I’m sick of all the fake shit
Got the 40 cocked now watch it pop just like a Drake hit
I apologize if you never witness greatness
Earned my own success that’s why I flex just like I weight lift
Make six
A show it’s time to raise the fee
Brought up in a different league
So y’all better not play with me
That’s not what they came to see
Never switch up
Remaining me you niggas rated G
I’m horror film killin beats
It’s Battles
I’m comin back
(Comin back)
Yo shit is wack
(Shit is wack)
I’m sick of all the fake shit
Sick of all the fake shit
You ain’t got no facts
(Got no facts)
Bring the real back
(Real back)
I’m sick of all the fake shit
Sick of all the fake shit