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Getting my Ps, never no time for no sleep
Came out the streets, ballin like I’m in the league
Know they can’t hang with us, know they can’t bang with

Game Ain't Based On Sympathy

Raphael Saadiq

Rather You Than Me

2017

Feel me?"

Renovating the ghettoes, moving me elsewhere
Daddy didn't see pension they took his healthcare
Affordable housing and they fed us welfare

your housing
Yeah, it's raw lingo when the king go
Dutch link, nuts big as shit
Taste the rainbow (Ayo, yo)
Put your paper up and threaten shit
Or tie

to the society of the righteous fists

No HIV, but ADHD, help for free, can't you see, forever me, smokin' tree with master lee
Thoughts are dauntless
Deeper than

Time

Sunz of Man

Saviorz Day

2002

45 seconds gap
A Betherley meek me freestyle is conspiracy
So King Ling sling, the rap Menace II Society
You actually have to step over mountain

Ayy, I'm winnin in the league, they know AMB comin first
Balenci B's cost a thousand, I grew up in public housing
Stack that money like a mountain, don't

Just a login
Master shogun
Satan swindling a key promise me, them doors will open 
I have woken nameless, the chains are broken
Angles hate us, demons

unlocked my flows like I found my mojo 
Heart strong spirit bold and I ain't no bozo 
Why u treat me like a monster like I'm Quasimodo? 
Shunned from society

Master-Flow, Al Capone
Du siehst Juri in der New York Times
Bulletproof Teflon
Wenn ich aus'm Flugzeug steig'
Lehn' mich zurück
Schau' Champions League

had a master plan to bomb you on the day on thanks
Luckily in the nick of time, I swooped in and saved the day
I'm just an undercover billionaire

execute the lab work

Master of the universe and my thoughts deadly

Break up ya squad like Sam Presti

Let's be, honest when the Thunder hits it gets

F society
All anxiety
All your deities
Come from piety
No variety
All are minor league
Mine the highest be
Its entirety
We the Cherokee
We the Yamasee

higher than high society
Talking coats and Ivy League
In a parking lot overdosing on dope verses
Who's Jesus
Every studio I walk in with a church's
Who

read society
Family stand out
Sound pounds out
Pound sand powder
I scan routes
Your flame fanned out
So I move accordingly
Breaking chains
Foreign

feels out of my league
Each turn I take, I can't catch a break
So much at stake, I'm afraid of mistakes
What will they say, if I get it wrong?
I must

the dough inspires me
Broken economy, sold my soul to propriety
Focusing on sobriety, lost hopes to society
When them white folks at that Ivy League