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And why the hell them niggas always fakin'
They hatin' on GVO because we made it
But somehow still Christian ain't make it
I'm tryna find a way to stop

gotta get back to this music
Y'all niggas rap about bitch we live it and we do this
I was born with this gift ain't no way imma lose it
Got it from

the gimmicks I see in between 'em
I think you little niggas is finished
There's nobody reaching the level that we pacing the game at
Don't make me repeat it

that’s why they call me amazing
Take look up in my book and see the world that I’m in
Yeah the odds is stacked against us they don’t want us to win
Well we

"That's my brother over there standing up, stuffing ice cubes down the back of his trousers and do you want to know why? Well actually, between you

stepback I never relax focus
Blinded by the cheese, if we in a
Rat race then we bouta take over
New world order
And the cloth that I'm cut from different
No

the scripture
So why can't you give me what I asked and please don't kill her?
My heart has been impaled, you just saw it as a splinter
Evidence, my parents got

dude cos he’s the boss
Split the publishing before it hit the stores
I don’t mind but I know what that thing can cause
I can’t hate cos it’s working I

the big dream is to live free
Not watching over my shoulder no more and nobody tryna pinch me
Its a dog eat dog world and we're all in deep
I was told that

of that coffin
We gotta realize it's toxic
F a stick-up, put the sticks up, let's stick together through hardships
We already exhausted (mh)
'Cause

till that dick hit her navel 
I been raw since back when ina cardal
Cheat the game my cards under the table 
Stealing n killing that’s why we are labeled

She got the feature y'all got it all wrong
Link up location was down by Cardozo
No disrespect to my real queen Rosa
Walked on the bus and went straight

in the breeze, suicide
With my friend
By my side, the gun is imaginary
The knife's downstairs and I have to carry
When I pick the shit up
It’s gone,

and ego
I don't want any part of it bro
Learned that a fucking long time ago
You ain't even doing right by Hammurabi's code
Don't gotta sign no dotted line

a birkin
I love boujee hood rats ion like em perfect
We getting money over here what it do pimpin
Two forty glocks twin sticks that's two pippens
I jugged

it give if its fitting
Spitting shitting all over these niggas
Trippy litty drippy I'm dripping
The blicky stiffy you stiffen
Pimping rolling a blizzy

while it's frozen solid
Foreseen and I stay homesick
The part that I messed up the most
Was suck up the pain and act like a ghost
I'm chasing the people

over yo head ima fly nigga
(I) get the pack (it’s) flipmode
Like I’m rah digga
No I’m STAR spliff rolled
Getting high figures
We could spar hit the ropes

Feeling like I'm ready to take the game over
Like I win it all, damn, okay
You know when I'm pulling up, can't confuse it
Got the ice rolly on I fuck her

can't think straight
When you cross my mind, my thoughts trail
They cross a line, and on that side I feel great
Out of time, you always prevail
When it

that im caught in her trap
Been stuck on a Stacy who won't let me be
I been ducking and rolling and ready to weave
cddicted to the touch that I can't

tripping it's you that's acting loose and out of character
You getting out of character this ain't even you
You stay rocking disguises why you can't just be

the work still goes global
And that is all the weight on my shoulder
Nigga so what? Hold up, no stop till it's over
Get a cup nigga pour up why you sober
If

Parents Just Don't Understand

The Fresh Prince

Sounds of the Eighties: The Late '80s Take Two

1996

shirt so far
I guess that's why I didn't notice that police car
We're doing ninety in my Mom's new Porsche
And to make this long story short - short