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a trapper 
So you can imagine the mug on my manager’s face  
When I mentioned I'm pursuing my masters. 
  
Deliberately devalued,   
Still continue to do my

when they not mentioned in the same breath
Holy Trinity to niggas, don't you ever forget
My brother balled way before me, feel like Gelo and Seth
Never

A Better Me

Poor Old Lu

A Picture of the Eighth Wonder

This song is definitely one of the 'filler' tracks on the album. Never played in concert (that I can remember) and hardly ever mentioned by anyone.

stressing
An associate I knew--well--I guess you can call him a friend
Swung by the crib and started talkin'--well--braggin' about his plan
To meet with his

a professor
Cold as an Eskimo bitch I'm a stepper
Might give you a check up
Protect from the neck up
Never concerned by you losers delusional
Please get

why they stopped me to ask me some questions 
Like what’s your name where are you going and where are you coming from 
Then mentioned something about

and ah
It’s big T papa

You don’t gotta clap for a legend
You shut the fuck up homie standard attention
Soon as my name is mentioned
They throw me a couple

Back when I was young and dumb, me and Britt didn't get along
Now I ask her everything, she would never steer me wrong
My mama's love was crucial, that's

the Christ so I could take up my residence
If I deny myself, repent, and believe
Take hold of Him and by His mighty power I cleave
I'm not oblivious

PENG AS EVA ANGELINA, THAT'S SOME AWSOME PUSSY
WITH THE KNACK TO CRACK A BALLER LIKE A FORTUNE COOKIE

I MEAN, IF YOU SAY I'M I BE LIKE, NAH NEVER

And you’re my pupil,
Fuckin karma,
I’m my rules,
And i’m in charge it’s never you,
Who,
Could’ve taught me that well again,
Oh my ego has risen,
So Let’s drink

concealed inside of my team
Love me, love me, don’t you hunt me when my money is blue
Blue faces turn to bullet casings laid in the dirt
Before you rob

mane
I stole the machine gun From Kelly
So you can't help me
Even the mortician's 
Image
Is only a distortion 
Gimmick 
I own the abortion clinic
With

he blagged
They pulled into a lay-by and started getting busy
He ripped off her pants and covered her in c*nt jizzy

She said to him, "you really make

Will, Metro, they 'bout as old as me
Wanna be mentioned with them, not just some old beef
If You're Reading This was like 2015, I lost a leg in '16

I've given more rappers shine than you ever will try
You had Hennessy before me but you never could try
And I don't think that you're the government but

never understand it
They closed off taking tabs, I was taking shit for granted 

My friend never said (I’ll give you a reason) he just did it, he would

see me at the funeral I'm telling you to 
Take me 
To the land of the free where everyone's high and smoke weed but not to get by but to breathe 
You

to name a name
If it's not Hennessy
I dare you to name a name
I've given more rappers shine
Than you ever will try
You had Hennessy before me
But you never

killing the urge 
In search of presenting this world our true worth! 

A mentor told me, anger is having your fist clenched 
Which meant you can't hold onto

gains traction
The sheets seek action

Reacting to tension
Mentioned in past thoughts
And talks about the line I thought we would never cross
But cross we

he will take, and though this time she listens to the monks perspective, to him his words had never felt so hollow and vague

He wants to tell her that

to size him up
Shaking extra hard, said the last thing she'd do, was make sure that her granny headstone granite
"What you mean last thing" she told me she

bloated

Anyway, I'm looking for somebody
Have you seen him?

He's yay high
I must have lost him
Oh no

But I miss my carefree ways
I miss my salad days