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of the cemetery
Test me I get temperamental
Step up to my plate
I promise yall niggas not on my level
I grab the shovel bash your brains out
All praise to the devil

escape
Uh huh
My ancestors built this shit
2023 and we still getting killed and shit
They trying to kill us off one way or another
Causing poverty
Niggas

these niggas
​I want you to be better
​I want a better future
​It's cold outside, we ain't even up north
​There are no dead armies but I'm on night watch

a fee put his ass ona shirt
Jokes on you fuck nigga you dead talkin all that shit till they popped yo head
Tape ona scene that shit all red can't hang

the K-U-R-U-P-T

Just another day once again, startin' out slow 
Mornin' after mornin', hoe after hoe
I wakes up bumpin', damn, it's my cousin that's buzzin'

a trap
Take her to the cleaners
Let em meet their maker
You ain't gonna wake up
By the time you're discovered i'ma run to Jamaica
Pick up a plane flight

another me, but niggas ain't me
You was  dead sleep, this a hell of a dream
Gave up on me , ain't see nothin' in me

Don't doge  5-7, them folk gone hemi

I'll bike and I'll golf
One drunk night
I almost fucked Diana Ross
While you niggas dream of millions
I get gummed at the Wimbledon
By Serena Williams
In

When I die hope they put Griffin on my headstone
I told Ma dukes I'll never leave her alone
Know pops be with me when I'm dead wrong
Won't let them

and checked the chick
She on my back tighter than shit, like vise grips
I started clapping, niggas rolled up in blowing black and
Spotted this Rover by a log

twelve
My niggas be slime, no YSL
You know I'm a mother fucking beast
I was raised by the mother fucking streets
Stupid bitch tried to flip it on me
She

and rob you for ya funds
They just got my big bra

I just went on IG and seen another rapper dead
RIP Drakeo the Ruler they stabbed him in the neck
RIP

by that No Tamin logo/
cnd my man, Mr. James, know you was a major key/
From them boombox frees, to the shows at Ms. Lees/
cnd another, I gotta give it

First off, fuck Santa Claus
He ain't never done shit for a nigga like me
People been hating on me since
I was like three
Just because I was different

shitty. Operated by crimewaves the shit is wicked. The system backwards, and if you lacking you’ll be a victim. Too many times I watch the news, another

dodge the reaper'
I got swifties on my  feet 
And he got heavy hands 
And if he take another step 
Imma teach him how to dance shi
A dead man walking
I

nigga, I ain't knocking on doors
I'm at the top floor, they lobby for my resort
But when I'm passing on, I won't let 'em borrow the torch
It's all by

Funk Wit da Style

Craig Mack

Project: Funk Da World

1994

get with the style that's goin" on
Then you need to sit down

Do your thing Mack, do it to 'em nigga! Ah whassup?
What you don't know, what you

soon avoid
Becoming just another statistic being consumed by noise
Tell me how long till I'm satisfied
Will these dreams take flight
Will the air above

Since you heard a cat that come up outta Oakland like this
No more Raiders, no more Warriors, but a nigga ain't trippin
We still got the A's but

Why you crying go and wipe ya face
Sippin wine by the fireplace got a different mind nigga

I inspire writers at the same time brighten up ya day

He gave me wings so a nigga could fly
Don't wanna think I be taking all these high
Dozzy got a pen knife and a dagger by his side
I'm just

to see another day
Sauna in my size 9's, no no, can't walk a light mile
pour hendog for the dead guys, Smoke endless till my lungs cry
Memory photograph

This song is for the victims who was murdered by the police
You know I'm sayin
You see we all in prison
A world prison
You born with melanin
Nappy