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haha
1da, let me talk to 'em real quick, yeah

When you new and make bread, everybody is toastin' (come on)
They proud that they know you, they be

pick up weight
We gone get it by da ton
Un Wedding cake or its
White runtz in my lungs
Un Biting niggas they be all on it
Cause da Flows Fire
Un How you

the blood all is done,
Just walk by faith and just come
He's all you need He's all you want
I ain't realize
That I ain't have the real eyes
Until I realized I

and lab rat
What's ingrained and what isn't depends on my prison, imagined or real
Bishop's power depends on position
Worth 3 in theory'll be 7 if free in

probation
The judge'll extend my sentence... I'm for real
I feel the ill’s
U.S. conceals the kills
From Libya To Brazil
It’s not out of the ordinary
My

probation
The judge'll extend my sentence... I'm for real
I feel the ill’s
U.S. conceals the kills
From Libya To Brazil
It’s not out of the ordinary
My

should kill
For you, and that is for real
But what happens when somebody sticks by you then they just switch?
Now that is a sticky one still
Sticky

almost right
In Jesus Christ I delight
On eagle's wings I'm taking flight
My fear of God's for love not like
Don't push for bad for good I fight
Walk by

But it ain't shit to me 'cause breaking them off is just like a day at the office
And I don't mean the local paper supply get it?
Dwight, Jim
My

Servant
Don't curse me nechi kesef se serpent
Just bless me and raise me I will Make it
My prayer to the father
I might be gangster but I will never Worship

Larry Ohh... Manny X
You’re mine... take me into outer space
You’re my... hideaway, the sweetest escape...
But I just keep it real, keep it R.A.W
I

Rick The Ruler, pull up slow in the Jeep 
11 The Crock Pot cooking it slow, and my flow is the heat
12 I throw em' the bones
That I use for stirring

locked in like a prison
We up in the kitchen
This shit that I've written
Shit hard to stay driven
Distracted by women
This shit is beginning
My world is

here to hurt me
Even if it's in your genes
But I'm knowin' that my dying
Is a fixture in your dreams
Don't disturb me, my arrows for the clergy
But

ended in a duel, ten paces apart
The pearl shell man fired first but he missed my heart
Then he fastened the buttons on his overcoat
Went looking for

You can come and see the real me
Or throw me on shuffle
And you can hear the real heat

Science fiction is my diction
Can you dig it want it with

This is Red Flame devil Music Edition
And nah I don't worship the devil
Pretty much this a metaphor
For music and what the people, artists
And I see

bishop,,,, No more Gun on my lap, one got my back… that’s why if you got a issue, my request just keep it on rap, our situations is different a argument a send

a dollar amount strength in the mind is what's rich
Listen, my Chevrolet appear glossy like it wear lotion
Scarborough you can tell just by my hand motion

reminisce on the sermons
Heaven or Hell
God told me
Its undermined
Heaven and Hell
Is the life that you lead
But let me chill
Yall got me talkin
On my mental

myself Say how you feel, for real
Nah, nah, I ain't tellin' that Nah, nah, he a thunder
And I don't wanna hear it wonder Nah, because my Lord lives

about ya likes, I don't care about the lights
I don't care about ya lust, I don't care about your spite
All I care about is food for my people

for what is real is matched by your naivety
And let me in
Can you take off all your skin? Show me what's underneath
I believe in equality but I hate you

souls is the real bag
My wife love me, God mo'! That's the real bag
Makin a difference in this world is the real bag
Knowledge is power, read somethin',