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dome, I hit quick as a pugilist
Ugh, ah, what's up? Now your eyes swoll'
Thought I went soft, cause my records went gold
(Sucker) Buster, you'se a -

My secret space
Succumbs haze
I couldn’t think it would be this way
Your attitude impacts my roots
Screw me up while it’s here to stay
I see you in

one
Momentum is a curse
If you can't steer then you're all done
Safety record up to task, well
That depends on who you ask
All the cargo you can hold

it when you cock it up you mek a impact 
Spin like a record from a disc jock, yo baby

Me love when you wine slow
No draws when you step inna mi condo

Campaign Speech

Eminem

Campaign Speech

2016

the safety latches
And slam on the brakes in traffic so hard
I snapped the relocation brackets for the monster tires
Finna get a murder case and catch it

through the airborne attack
Come home and watch your cross with the part
Crack back bust like a sack of shot
You ain't seein' but you feelin'
Impact

through the airborne attack
Come home and watch your cross with the part
Crack back bust like a sack of shot
You ain't seein' but you feelin'
Impact

You know I make this up as I go
Put my records on blast
When every breath could be my last
I'm tired of trynna hold things outta my control

Face

gone prevail
Aint got no deal no record labels sending mail
We all we got to make it out this living hell
Me and my forty thirty clip will treat me well

write or record 
Im just creating a rapport
The number one on your final four fantastic
Kundalini up your spinal cord with a classic
Ten years past your

blessers
Smoking that Shoprite Checkers
My impact is something you can't measure
Who went plat without a vernac record
Let's talk facts and give me some damn

in the air I uphold;
WordzVille album is seven, billion records sold;
To each living entity and head count of the whole globe;
Clones will be trying

did his Kodak dance onnat
In dey still love it
in a traffic jam with ya grams
Bro I’m still coming
Minus a dime fa ya time
If ya still want em
I stopped

your safety belt
Lift with your legs, speak with your mind
See the bigger screen, read between the lines
Brush your teeth, squash the beef
Judge the tree

$1, 100 in your pocket what made
You move to Los Angeles?
Frank Ocean: I had been
Putting together these
Demos that I was going to properly
Record in

Say it right
Find yourself and find God
Get it right
Get it right
Find your soul and find God

When i see the traffic long like River Nile
And this NEPA

I know that but being around, in that atmosphere and seeing how people move, you know, 
Seeing how, how they make records, you know, what kind

Clockwork

Rascalz

Cash Crop

1997

to abbrasive and aggressive (what?)
My street warrior attitude ain't impressive

I move onto the scene like a graphic
I flow like traffic
I'm at my peak each

I have decided to record what
Will surely be the
Last hours of my life i am the sole
Survivor of the expedition so far I have been
Able to find some

and Parrish reinstated, nigga, we the business
New rappers embarrassing, barely can complete a sentence
My OG's still the illest, this industry finished
Record

and
Hacked up left on your back stretched cutty
I'll fuck your ass up
I'll stab you into the past tense buddy
You ain't survivin' this crash
The impact will