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was a fallacy/up your mighty race/ build a new reality/

Dollars that we spend stay here a short time/spent out the hood by the end of the rhyme/

So

“Last Supper”

(Victor Benjamins Laniyi)
(cbdulrahman Lanre-Iphinmisho)
(Michael Giwa-cmu)
(Oluwatomi Obanure)
(Nathan Shaiyen)
(Daniel Irigo)

ABG

Quando Rondo

Life B4 Fame

2018

Twenty-three shots to his car, Michael Jordan
Brrt, bah bah bah
Mmh, mmh, mmh
Speak them facts nigga, gang
My gang or no gang, yeah
Tell me what's

this life we live
When I use to watch my dogs fight just like Michael Vick

Yeah you don't know me homie but I ain't tryna dance in this bitch
Ain't by

Nicholas
(Michael Malick)
But yo I go by NuSince
And I'm here to bless your ear buds
Running over obstacles I grabbed the wheel to steer us
But what was

Mandela, how I'm keeping the piece
When its war, they gone fucking retreat
That swinging sword of saint Michael on me
Don't sleep
Niggas fuck around, they

home, write some love songs, say it felt I had a fever
Kept it quiet 'cause I was the only friend who rocked with Justin Bieber
Fuck defeat
I’m undefeated

his face looking white as my Michael Jordan's ni**a
Aye no let's work
No i ain't done I got
Aye uhh alright check I'm going in
Ripping this beat out

Aye this for all the times they tried to count me out
I'm finna turn up now
I just sit by myself
I'm focused on my health
Cause you can figure that

Used to think that I was beat, but she fucking with me now
Said she love my flow on my beats, said she fucking with my sound
Now she all up in my DMs

See I'm not your average Jackson
Michael like Franklin dargs backs them
Eiffel tower the ting when I clap
Not my fault that your barbie want catt
Said

proof the tank (Hm-m)
Bitch is a dime a dozen
I get dimes by the bundle (Huh)
Barry White bumping backseat while we fucking
Them niggas was making love

It’s Da Huncho man
Niggas know wassam with me
Look
I used to sell snacks in the hall for the fetti
She got that wap I’m in love with the wetty
She

push you aside then dagger like Michael
Might give you a shrug, give you a dap but don’t show know love
Don’t fuck with they Skyy, still making it rain,

call
Make tunes outlasting all, classicness like Biggie spit
I like her but she shows me no love gives me the snub
I think she's intimidated by this

Davis, on that Sarah Vaughan
On that Marlon Brando, but I got hands of Stone
I love chicks with soul, Nina Simones
Spiritual with some Hustle boy  Audre

on the floor
Oh fuck it if I died I hit Internet and mourn

I can't take a disrespectful comment
So my mom runs my instagram and blasts it
All I get is love when

sometimes I contemplate A little by little, a little becomes a lot
They see you, they scheming, they plotting, cause you came up
Uh, be the voice for those

do shit for me just like the others
Put that on my Muva
Know mistakes where made, came by the dozen
But I’ll tell you what it wasn’t
Nah this ain’t

two’s? the newest gators
Gangsta, I’m muthaf-ckin’ Albert Anastasia
Michael Corleone, presidential Rolly on
Net worth unknown, closet full of Skull

wilding, and Billy Jeanin
Stoke game on Michael Phelps
I left love sitting on the shelf
Captivated by my own lust
Until I realize, I wasn't satisfied

But always love were I was raised
You know life had to punch me in the face
Turned a vase to unfazed
So music became my escape
Hella artists some by

by the lake or by the head of a tombstone
Highly medicated, highly underrated, this 9-5 work, so unappreciated
Step it up, we'll all see who

wanted every cranny and nook,
Understand me nigga, my family is full of thugs and crooks,
Kings and queens protected by knights, bishops, and rooks

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