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the winter
Winter is coming with a white walker
Ready the heat I'd be spitting some fire
Look at my ice make it drip like its water
R.I.P to my brother Black
finna put the gun down
Beat that nigga with my fists
Scammed a Crip nigga, he look like Lilo
No Stitch yeah and I be with my
Dogs and I'm not talkin'
(Wow) Ryan told me let the beat breath
Wow
Spit that prayer hand emoji RIP Mac and Kobe
Becoming the highest version of myself I believe that's
like skateboard P what sad song?
But what we had, we let drag on
Need an clean slate, Yu-Gi-oh that's black hole
Ok it was Dark Hole
We're an sell by
like a producer missing a beat 
Do my dance you missing my genes 
Got some bread now my pockets is yeast 
Share it down but I ain't no jes-
Us running
figure it out
I got the gift of gab always down to hear you out

Loved you like a brother like we came from the same mother
Temptations we was like Otis
where we is
Land in UAE, customs fuck with ESC
Hop in the truck, windows are black, pitch
You can't see me, you can't see me, you can't see me
U-A-E-S-C,
on the beats
Don't need no crown they gon pass it to me
I like how she freak
She like how I move so she gave me the free
She swallow the kids, niggas they envy,
photos are faded
I guess that's just the way it goes
So intoxicated by you
No it's more of an overdose
You poisoned the well
The water that I been drinking
not invest your brudda cah that's homegrown
That's the only way you'll ever make the home grow 

It's Black and White if you pay the price 
It's
Yeah, there's so much hook you hookin'?
I got so much hook, put it on the beat
(OnBeat) ayy, hey what's up, Obi? Yeah

I'm just gon' chill for
every beat
Because I pray for what I eat
Never safe don't ever think that you can take nothing from me
I've evolved I'm stepping back into my status
when I pass on by
I'm a B-E T, and a Southwest thug
Beat down the block, and banging on dubs
Scrubs, back back give me fifty
Cause wanna be thugs, don't
to drop my brother case
They say my songs getting too hard I make them niggas make that face
We load up the fucking clip and get to spraying shit like mace
stay ranting like a mad Dan Murrell 
Brother college ain't like a different world 
Look I said it twice 'cause you still not gone keep your dick tucked
called to kick it wit my brothers and my moms though
Lately I been trippin, less liquor more fronto
Sour got my heart beat sounding like a congo
Poppa what
[Chorus: U-God]
I got a heart of stone, flesh and bone
Red skin tone, rap syndrome

[U-God]
I'm that street sweeper, dope beat finder
Forty four
Choppa spitting like Eddy teacher
Carry out she a Eddy’s eater
By Mama Son’s and Far East
With the my mumbo sauce
Thats where I be
Real shit, all I
heavenly made
So it don't mean that much when they tell me I better be reppin' my state
Gilbert Arenas hibachi hot I mentally flame
The beat until it's
Allen and Albert, Dead Presidents we out for
Menace To Society Black Male Alpha but
We don’t fraternize our pockets we capitalize
For upper case faces in
duckin' her
Well, that ain't even the case
Talkin' bout she got a big brother, Well, I yet to see his face
Still go to the crib every night, Did it just
killed another black man on camera again 
Said senses heightened rage was fillin
This time we gon ply the villain 
When it’s all peace they don’t pay
tired
By the time you was thirteen
I had hurt dreams
I use to skip over my pain
Like at least my momma
Not a fiend
But I lost my dad when I was five
This one's for the bigots
This one's for the racists
For the Jason Aldeans
Because I don't beat around the bush, bitch
I'm just saying what I mean
I

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