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wit' you, but we too official, my nigga, you lost it
With the rebels, you know we gon pop shit
Get the drop on that nigga and off 'em

I just think about

Whooo
Life's a sim, Fishal
This is him Official
Take control of your shit
Oh, oh, oh, ohhh
He's a lowkey pro yeah
Lowkey pro yeah
Fucking with

elevate
Been this official, been upped the issue
Been killin shit, been blew the whistle
Been a Dirtbag, I tried told em
Been a outlaw, still a outlaw

I still need your love
I still need your touch
When you're not here this life's not enough
When you're not here I wanna rebuff
When you're not here I

I still need your love
I still need your touch
When you're not here this life's not enough
When you're not here I wanna rebuff
When you're not here I

We ain't official
Fine apart
Late messages are fine
I'm alright being
Wrapped by their corset
Wrapped by their corset
Wrapped by their corset
Taking up

Round Here

Skrapz

DOU3LE 3AK

2018

'bout mines, they know mines about in all the junctions
Still Ashlin, couple nobodies but we don't trust them
Fuck them
Used to keep a burner by

Who's the Man?

Heavy D & the Boyz

Beats & Rhymes: Hip-Hop of the 90's, Vol. 3

1997

this here, is official

Back in the day, I used to punch clocks, now I'm drippin' props
And countin' loot and shootin' hoops and lookin' cute
In

Who's the Man?

Heavy D & the Boyz

Blue Funk

1993

phenomenon two
Who's the man?
Like I said, this here, is official

Back in the day I used to punch clocks now I'm drippin' props
And countin' loot,

paper
We get +Vapors+ like Biz Markie
But still I'm used to
From Rose crest to central
Compton's Anthemia
We back, that's for my people, it's official

with you
You know that true love is so rare to come by
I'ma be yours for life
I'm a true ride or die-ie-ie
Boy it's a official baby I'm sticking with you

with you
You know that true love is so rare to come by
I'ma be yours for life
I'm a true ride or die-ie-ie
Boy it's a official baby I'm sticking with you

yet;in my deepest part of heart;am still excited fire sparked
Am with my whiskey by my side;
I think am ready for my stand,
So if you tell me THIS!

you still here

Maybe I should stop
Or I should switch gears

I put alot of work in my metaphors
Pulled up to her crib met her at the door

She let me

killers, but
Rap about it in all of your lyrics
This shit is weak
They tellin' me I'm the illest
I ain't even hit my peak (Ha)
The hood know I'm official

would all be so simple 
Let me make it official 
I book the flights tonight 
By the morn we'll be switching positions on this earth 
I gotta leave 
My

things that they want me to do
I arrest the officials and get Ws too
I fear no man, not even the people in blue
I'll sketch it out for them, still not

it's here, Israel, or Palestine
It's real out here
Dealing with suicide, genocide, homicide
Even the Sikhs
And the farmers that help us eat
Heard it by

killings make it official
I can't just stand by and watch
While my people out here getting killed by the cops
We disposable, huh? We disguised as props
They

Okay

St. Lunatics

Free City

2001

here two minutes, mami already yellin
"What a nigga gon' do with it, can we hop in the Infinite?"

Five deep in a Yuko', we struggle by toes, we still

You send ah text but I call back 
I'm on the way so I fall back 
I ain't got time for all that uh
I got my issues and all that 
But I play official

I spit into the Universe I make it look easy,
My dialogue got a chill and I'm breezy.
My temperature cold blooded freeze me,
Like a selfie still

Great John on the beat, by the way
Live by the gun, you die by the judge,  nigga
Shooter get, shooter get shot
Yeah, you know that? Huh? yeah

Left and right wings here is your token
Play the game that they sell

Then again I don't understand the issue
I guess I can read, well nothing official