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Ysabel
Then she won it
Man I love it
It's something
When I was 17
I told myself I had to make an album by 27
Damn, I done it

Delores T., Screw her, I never knew her
I'm good, like milk mixed with calugha
Intimidated by the songs I made (why?!)
You soft like suede, I'm sharp

to get in my bag on this one
Aye, I like this vibe right here
Ugh, listen
King in ya presence so address me as such
Queen in the flesh girl I'm blessed by

didn't go to American Idol
Lost inspiration
So I needed new information
Surrounded by temptations
My soul is in heaven and it's looking so patient
Got

and your homies
Designer clothes and broke teeth
Laying in pavement shameless like you're stoning
Smoked for the green by dawgs
Living in ravines
Feeding

broken by the closest people that shit is shattered
Hop on a rocket ship writing verses on a trip to Saturn
Sipping Hennessy up in a tavern had the album

the conversation, you feel me?
Yeah

Gotta get it by any means, I fight fires
Then surround the doubters weighin' heavy boy like Dwight Myers
I'm a livewire off

a British lady
She's old and sweet
She said her "daughter"
Didn't eat any meat
Until she joined the army!
Not for the love of the queen
For democracy you see?

dedicated
I'm gonna make it I'm fated
You guys just wait on my latest
I got the album it's coming
I must be blessed up or something
I did this shit like it's

Island
To shows at the garden
Automatic startin' in the drop got
Your bitch pussy fartin
My album about to drop in 7 days
But I still poke a rapper

Goodbye

Killah Priest

Black August

2003

and tongue of Malcolm
Tellin' my publicist, fuck this government
Go 'head and make my album, this is the judgment
Vacate the island, billions will start

any bitch who like the color teal
How’s that for a meal
(Hey)
They said on my first album I went easy
(How?)
By buying kids, evading taxes
(Yeah, that’s

we'r about to drop
Hope u ready for change
Started with thr president now it's me
I'll be all around the globe 
And I'll prove that by the album's sold

(she bad)
Got a white girl out in Maryland and she smoke runtz to the face (Runtz)
Got my black queen in the kitchen frying chicken cutting yay
Got my

And let's go for lunch
I see so many black Queens
But you are my favorite one
Always my number one like a Drake album
You make my bone hard
You know you're my

everything
It's really just some jokes
They all saying that they better than me
That was just a hoax
In a pack like Queen Elizabeth
We hoping that he croaks

"produced by me"
Fuck with me, you get no more Sleep, no more sleep till I R.I.P
Hold up, how I do rock, metal, Trap, rap and all of it flowing Like agua
You

Yo, this is all the stuff that Could've made the album, Too much soul, yo
Look, I had a dream, it's Depressing, it showed me Everything I was

album by the end of the day
I said we don't play, we don't sleep and never take breaks
Many just don't understand the amount of seconds it takes
To break

for you is that Solange album
You knew you didn't make the guest list just another random
lurking in the shadows, creeping in my DMs, trolling in my

Pen, write your name and by your next rhyme
Doki Doki will flatline!
You can go through the motions of poems
My pen has been brought out for the kill

to Marvin Gaye, for explaining Whats Going On
How much mightier words can be, through the power of song
I'm grateful to Etta James, legendary queen of R&B
She

handcuff Bert Reynolds
To Jim Brown and escape with Raquel Welsh
Isn't my queen lovely? feed her rum of rays
And ice cream, shower her with diamond rings

that's blatant
Don't like my beats, they ain't carried by feats, fam my tracks get bought and streamed
You're a rotten crop, and man's the cream, better