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don't care who you are
Push your way through, move, tear up the bar (Get out my way)
Snatch a bottle, crack and gargle, mack a model
Tell the bartender

Back in school
The teacher looked at my doodles
Called my mom and said
"Your son may have lost his noodles
Not the Ramen kind
Though he's walking

hate it/ became an adult gettin so faded/ receivin topped by bitches like we was datin/ naw just a favor of bein serenaded/

It’s 2020/
Out to make

me flick the wrist yet again.

If we wanna see the future gotta be better men.

If you wanna see the future don't you fuck with what's mine.

I'm out

gonna blow it by the ounce
We gonna burn down the house
And you can hit rewind, make everybody bounce
Folks fake woke might as well be sleep
Shits deep

Oh, Jenny, just because I love you
Your momma's heart is going to falter
Well, I sure hope it recovers
By the time we reach the altar

Oh, Jenny,

an honest man
We are intertwined in this life until we die
Me and you and the pen go hand in hand
Came outta pen and know i'm back again
Can't resist the urge

it well, and I don't understand at all
She said that's what mothers are for
And no matter what I love you to the core
I said I know so far I might've

Crack your skull wide open
I'm coming out at the crack of dawn
ccting like you running shit
But we know that you really not
crms are wide open
I

me my son
Since I got married with her
It's still not answer for me

2. Time goes by and I met a girl
On the way be young man
Spend more time to look

I'm dropping bombs verbal

Smoking bomb herbal

By yourself son

That's a fucking tall hurdle

When I talk slow they thinking

That's a fucking raw

Yeah
Man I'm I'm sick in tired of all These Bitch ass niggas
Pussyass niggas
Fake niggas
Only fuckin with the real niggas
Ain't nothing but the real

nextel
If it ain't broke don't fix it, my prayer is all specific
I speak faith, walk faith. Now it's time I live it
Cherished by my loved ones and love

the house and
All the times I didn't wanna pray
Or would he look at me and say

When you go
I promise you are never on your own
When you cry
And wonder if I'm

tripping,
Prep for war with DMX's Slipping.

Thought we were done when we lost Big-Pun,
Then Covid imposed on Fred the God Son.

Gave us hits that still fill

son? Are you sure you're really ready yet

So I stood there frozen, like an ice sculpture
Until I was found by a hungry flock of vultures
They tore apart

I need hope
World keeps loving me
Satan is the foe
Three-man camaraderie
Curry and Klay are pottery
NBA, we all foul like a free throw
He's coach
Need

so sick when rhyming
My brother was born in '93
So I'm spitting for the ones
Brought up in the 90's
Trying to get by with life high
While my niggas

Many years ago
We all went on a journey
Full of magic and friendship
cnd spells to be cast

cnd for seven years
We became Harry Potter
Felt his love

Little momma said where are your diamonds
Because BC son you seem to be shining
I said hey little momma they hiding
Simply for the fact you're trying

Honestly girl sometimes we just fall for people before we get to see the less desirable sides of them
Now I don't know what this man got going on
but

that's not you
When I was 22
I got the news I was confused
I didn't know what to do
I made a big decision
And now my son is living
And while we headed

Prince D, ah
All the stories
Told to us, oh by this world
Are stories of fear
Stories of darkness
I'm so helpless
Without any guide
l feel so lost, I

stepped in the party
God prepare me
for the war
Comfort be
the thing that'll make a king fall
Let me
take it to the party
Everybody 
Homie,
we
live by