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were wrong
Many more than one hundred and
Forty-four will come along

Could this be the end of time man of my city
Many artist beg for they shine

Serving the
Birds, we sell 'em by flocks, oh, yeah

Yeah, ain't no fucking way, yeah
Ay, yeah, ain't no fucking way
I've been rolling, smoking, shooting
Out

told me get the hell out, I'm packing
I need a minute more
Hold on, you say you want me gone
So who you cookin' dinner for?
Mmm, that looks good, I'm

jobs
I was runnin' through the streets with
Dudes who used to boost cars
And every time the laws jammed me
Up and tried to burn me
You was always by my

Southside, Southside on the
Southside on the, hey
Metro Boomin want some more, nigga ooh

I from the streets with no heart, ooh
My niggas sippin'

Thinkin' 'bout how it would be if
She was more in my life
But when it came to her
I was all bark and no bite
So summer ticked by like the hands of a clock

only like 300 bucks
I even told you I'd pay you
Back in a few months
But no, you act like a ho
You love Clark more than me, I know
He goes to college,

have been waitin' to
Feel the rhythm move inside of you
Now's the time, so no more hangin' around
Let yourself go and just jump around
Lift your spirit's

no more he
Got knocked out, real niggas out
Numbered 99 to 1
Im alone it feels like im the last
One because im from were im from
I took bigs side I

i'm chased by agents
Nerd-life, er er um Jesus
See how a goddess got a god mc speechless
Solomon and Sheba, Darius and nina
They got nothing on us our

date
I drink at home by myself while
You're getting high in the hills
I never stood a chance at all
Never got to show you what I'm made of

So why you

is ? I live
I don’t do liv i take what I give
More than a pimp ten thousand a trip
Switch up my bitch

Niggas be talkin’ shit
You can’t even fly your

crumble
G, stop talkin' shit
Talkin' loose online but live in the
Flesh you were callin' quit's
More time I ain't really on passa so
I kick back with

(Hatchet-loving fools)
Ain't that fucking (rule)
More like Color Me Badd
I'm done with this fad

Got rhymes so many i need additional storage
Hip-hop's on my cock

afraid
News cast flash with a mass of fascists
Smash glass bass pass Damascus
Conquest bomb test cats distracted
By the wildin’ Mileys and their lack

and the little I have seen

Keep driving, keep driving

The silent lamppost bows down it's head
Encircled by darkness with time on it's side
And when everyone I

the pictures right
At the front door
Leia’s in a bikini we’re children no more

Anticipation enough of this waiting
I cannot wait for this force awakens
Inside

the microphone I
Tend to be blessed and they be staring at
Me mean-mugging all unimpressed
I think theses dudes would be more at home
If I was laying in the
Road

can unearth you from my core
And remember afternoons in bed
And miss you all the more

Come on, let’s spend the afternoon in bed
With three bottles

the country i can't even pronounce
Private location i can't even announce
A bh is by the pool side
And it ain't even summer
Yeah they love a na cause a
Nas

She was more like a beauty
Queen from a movie scene i said don't mind
But what do you mean I am the one
Who will dance on the floor in the round
She

whack crews poppin big time trash
Tellin us that in a battle we can't last
The battle started at 10: 30
And by quarter of eleven
Was no longer eight crews

the feel, you can play it anytime
It's smooth, is the groove
Play it back behind the rhyme
So please, put a freeze
On hooving and hollering
Fans deserve more

you
If you have not, you be not
Swing from the treetops
All you little monkeys should know
By now that we not of the same species
We're more human than