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I forfeit control
Status Stoned
Fuck!

To battle we march
The torch lights the way
The General says: "Ready the arms
The war shall bring the day
We

delight
The outcast is your name, there’s no reason to fight!
In your conscious the command is the only engine
‘cause life is just another file in humanoid

I need extra I can not die regular
Just was broke now I'm breaking the register
I can pull up right now and embarrass ya, I'm so up it feel like I

Everybody quarantined
No job to fill the pockets
No time to explain
I don't think you understand
We was desperately in need
So we went and took command
He

Target practice
Shoot me
Shoot yo shot
Woo me
I got bands, I got cash
I been chilling
Infiltrate me for my stash, you a villain, hey
Check the status

You Ain't Heard Nuttin Yet

Heavy D & the Boyz

Big Tyme

1989

to ya
Hmm, I'm the Heavster, a rap register
That flows with cash so fast you can't measure the
Intent of content that I rep-re-sent
The format of my

survival of the fittest
She's too tired to disagree
We cut off her arms
And then we command her to climb
Different people, different culture
Different

conformist to confront ths status quo and shit upon it
Shady dealing forbidden like baby killings
They needed pros for the job so they brought the NAVY Seals

the one  with a plan ya
He got the mightiest hand yah
Fear the Lord I follow commands Yuh



Lord be my portion
High status I think you're  important
Higher

treadmill back at your gym
Na for real, baseline making niggas slide like it's MLB

And I ain't have to go register If it's meant for me it's gonna come to me

together in cahoots
Against the commies

Hadda be ringing on multinational cash registers
World-wide laundry for organized criminal money

Hadda be

I'm the fucking man
Got Benjamins and rubber bands
Glock 45 tucked in my Louis pants
So hot, balling, flexing in command
Bitch I see you, creeping

status
Please don't test me with your hatred
Yung Slaughter, slaughter up the place
And no, that ain't up for debate
I'm dripping like a drippy

Money for Sex

Del the Funky Homosapien

I Wish My Brother George Was Here

1991

carries a cash register
It's cool for the fool that just happens
To be a crack dealer or rappin'
Back in the day it wasn't no problem
Cause it was ok,

Keep It True

Abstract Rude

Making Tracks

2002

while you're hearing metaphors
and similes
assimilation of new creation
mind emancipation
rhymes command the nation
and so on and therefor and such

Keep It True

Aceyalone

All Balls Don't Bounce

1995

while you're hearing metaphors
and similes
assimilation of new creation
mind emancipation
rhymes command the nation
and so on and therefor and such

See it for what it is
I have no filter
On my lens

Electronics
Your input
It determines
The output

Register for more stamina
Power through people’s

been living in the midst of a list of regrets
When I just wanna etch my name in a list of the best
But even in my arrogance I command no respect
If you

every four years
must be a citizen, 35, and live 14 years here
They command the military, appoint judges they want
Also, make treaties, pass or veto

made me expand
Only some could register how to handle the cash
Affirmations from a youth I wrote the plan in the sand
So as a man
I Started burning L’s

go all in
I fell in every sin, Jamaicans on Utica

Burning that indica, Stick up no camera
Getting the register, Streets I'm a hustler
Home I'm

and follow your commands.

Please stop dreaming | and work without distraction
Make a fortune | win status as reward!
Time is money | work overtime, don't

chill and make my girl my wife 
Register new businesses and cater to my family 
Casually fly away for the weekend to Miami 
I love Rae Slick, He something

there brother 
But them I can't even  count on
But I ride or die for them 
Golden rule I ain't forgot
Platinum status ain't worth a alot
I just want what