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'em
It's no beefin, I can't call 'em
I'm ridin, survivin
Tryin not to die then, look him in his eyes then

[Royce Da 5'9"]
Royce 5'9", YEAH.. yeah, yeah

I do I'll miss the things passing by
I know, I know just not to go and close my eyes
Cause if I do I'll miss the things passing by

I'm all talk

On the way to the money seen niggas caught up to me
I got to pick up the pace
My eyes is bloodshot in the studio working
I ain't been to sleep in

a Corvette
Watch your boy blow up in front
Of your eyes: war vet
Give the fans nuttin' but fire
Now they want more of it
E'rybody want my album
It ain't in

at me if I laugh at y'all
In this rat race Sinatra bout to pass you all

No rat pack
But real rap back
Heroin flow, minus the needles and the nap sack uh

rise
Careful for daggers in disguise
Et tu brute
Why would I listen to what you say
Frank Sinatra baby keep doing it my way
Cause the worlds a stage
I'm

talk of mental
Illness on the album at one
Point in the track "Sunday, " you and
Frank Ocean rap in unison
"What good is West Coast weather if you're

of lag, but Ima make it work
Ugh
Stay smooth like Frank Sinatra my styles hands on I’m like a doctor Be one with your universe
Till you feel it deep in your

We in There

Boogie Down Productions

Sex and Violence

1992

And drops a hit album, hit video, hit single every year 
From your eye drops a tear 
I don't play that shit, I play that hit 
Your whole gangsta image is

of the hill, and on God I been feeling like Bobby or Frank (Who)
Sinatra, my posture been awkward
Look, she gone go for the gang you can't stop her
Ain't had

by nine

Yo, Being frank I see both sides of the ocean
A pretty horizon
And panic-filled lungs
The notion of commotion
When you're chosen
All by

eyes to demise
I'm despised by the skies
Likewise, I am sand and stone i stand alone
I'm a candle blown, I have hands of bone
I am smart and old, I am

to look like a Khalid album cover 
American teen now and forever

Hold my breath and close your eyes
Never take the time to realize 
That in a year or two

but I'm a make it work
Ugh
Stay smooth like Frank Sinatra my styles hands on
I'm like a doctor Be one with your universe
Till you feel it deep in your

Rapping up a stewardess
First class, I am so new at this
Used to ride the metro
Now that shit is retro
Like the infrareds on my feet, baby let's go
Sinatra

I could make her fly away like caterpillars
So if you don't know by now, then you should probably get familiar (get familiar)
So if you don't know

let's go
Sinatra what they know me by, Logic what they call me
Gotta catch a flight but the fans wanna stall me
Life of a don, chain just glowin'
Always

making music for him
Give me back my album you son of a bitch
I wanna sing
Sing my hearth
All eyes on me
None left for you
I wanna sing
Sing my hearth
All

my first album going hard on diss last one diss last one made diss album in 7 days in my home studio blessed by God to be on diss ride i rode da wave

Heavy D, Left Eye
Kriss Kross, Kid n Play dancing all night
I was raised by the Rap Gods/ raised by the rap gods
I was raised by the Rap Gods/ raised by

chick in handcuffs like one time
one rhyme will beat your whole damn album
one rhyme will make me sign on the X like Malcolm
the industry is rapping

heart sometimes it give out
Thanks for asking
FLEX Sinatra bitch no disrespect to Frank
We smell like kush in BOA they say we disrespect the bank
I hate

no looking back, going all out for it
Ready to attack, die in a minute flat for it
As God is my witness, we got ditches
For all you motherfuckin'

how I knew
I get the glance of their eye
The, "Hey", the, "How are you?"
Soon as the dick get in 'em, info start to spillin', listen
I'm like Frank