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America Is Brutal And Meek Mill Is A Hero
Cover Story: Meek Mill is one of
Our generation's greatest street rappers
But can he thrive in
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
In so many bourgeois homes Van Gogh's sunflowers radiate from the walls,
Yet he lived in utter misery, condemned by those very same people.
Why is it
a nine-to-five on Wall Street
When I was an office manager I
Wasn't having the same conversation
In the office that I was having on the block
But I was still
Jackie Burke
Bobbing and weaving an invisible line
So step for step and both light on our feet
We'll travel many a long, dim, silent street
Would you like
versus Jackie Burk
Bobbing and weaving, an invisible line
So step for step and both light on our feet
We'll travel many along dim silent street
Would you
right with em
I fell to the streets
I played man in the middle
I get Pape
You can tell by my smell
I go ape
I could boom him to hell
I got faith
Take my
back in the day
My rhyming's iron height, defiant flight
Try and bite, like a razor in a candy apple
A taser and a jammy tackle
By a neighbor with
that rental back
Couple hundred, tint it black
Tryna make a mil in it
I'ma let 'em shuffle when I cut it
Got to deal with it when I got it
Put my homies
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
Illuminate abhorrent amount of gore that consume the walls
Diffuse the rate you takin' in oxygen, need Albuterol
Mutilation takin' place whether you want it
threes)
Youngin came up from the block he stealing whips with ease
My patna super seven he might spin like DVD
On my side it wicked
We just spent anotha
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
And hoped that it was love
Months creep by with no phone call
She just rocks her baby doll
Stares at squares of strangers taped to the wall
Hummin' an old
losing my mind, that's all)
There's a wedding down by the river
In the garden roses they grow
Heavy arms and heavy boots
Echos in the streets
Patches
of yesterday
Shuffle by real late
There's no need to fear a spectre
It's just Simon at your gate
Won't let no walls hold him
His spirit keeps him free
Could use
the case had me lookin like Wall Street in all my investments
And I roll wit a shooter bitch 2 Blicky's loaded I'm Smith and she Wesson
But I need me
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
you've obliterated
I responded with "A couple"
If you play my shit it better not be shuffle
It gotta by alphabetical order
You a fanatic I don't doubt
Carmalita's in the doorway, with her hand on her hip
Smilin' at all the boys as they shuffle on by
She makes a lot of money with a brand new trick
on this whole world are goin' out
We could hit the town
afterall I'm just a fly on the wall down on Main Street
You know I might say
We're all just biding
the bass like a headboard bumping that wall
Now girl I wrote this song
Bump to it like you do all night long
You the reason I wrote this song
Inspired by
through the streets like maniac
Nigga better run for they jump you
Shuffle through the vision of your minds eye
Parallel images around you
Standing in
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