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Sudan
Please say your grace when you eat with the fam
Last nigga tried me, got kicked out the can

My body itchy, withdraw in my hand
I'll take it

finally, what about this enemy
Well, let me see
If we remember and realize who we are up against, it might make it easier to love one another

Even when it

walking around like it's thriller
Niggas get rich off the pounds that would kill her
That's her addiction I don't even feel a confliction
They talk about me

Hi life
We livin' that hi life
Hi life
We livin' that hi life
I'm tired livin' fucked up, tired of livin' bad
Tired of grandmama telling me
When you

RTD dropped we made a new hit
Don't worry bro because you ain't got a permit
Trying to bag Molly when she grinding up on Schmidt (that's Luke by the way

Kevlar the vest, them we make the news
Xanny bars help me talk to Jesus, blessing come in twos
Big boy phantom, when you driving boogie, stars is in roof

gets deeper than that
I'm lookin for where the Grim Reaper is at
I knocked on his door he said come on in
And by the way you shoulda brought a friend
I

star dinner when I have time
cll that shit is paid for by songs on my hard drive
Moonwalking, when I'm in chase, and I ain't signed
Frog eyes, cabriolet,

that goes by is a reminder that
I really gotta let go of my past and move on without it

I'm focused on a better me (Better me)
No GPS but I'm

Got 
To
Feel proud 
(But I'm)
Focused on my enemy in case it goes down
Watch what you say cuz karma comes 'round
When you hear me already know that

no info
(Just let me know, let me know)
Ok I ain't got the time
To let you in my mind
Just let me lone nigga
Don't need you by my side
See I don't

is more than bread..open up my notepad and I write..
Thinking evil then I'm out of sight..in the deep I dive..
Let my spirit be right..let me talk

More than Kay Slay glasses (Facts)
I could talk about my money, but why bother?
(Woo) i'm more proud of my career
And I'm a good father

It's gettin'

the King
We all go with the dream
I’m doing this at seventeen
Talk about flying with my wings
We going up with the positive energy
Going full speed, and I

but the grind don't stop
And these hoes gone leave if the wail go dry
Killing me baby ain't feeling the vibe
All by myself cause you ain't on my side

knocking me down, give me credit, I'm trying
I dig down to the depths of my mind
When I'm writing rhymes, you have the freedom to unwind
The messages I leave

Real nigga beat it like jodecy
Never thought it but she bought it ain't that hard to notice me
I'm just saying member back when I tried so hard

disrespect
I've been complimented by legends
Even got a song with- ("Shh")
So when you talk that mess
It goes in one ear, out the next
And travels down my side

about sweaties (Woof, woof)
You get me? Five man deep in this ride, get sweaty
Tekky, we don't really fuck with many (No)
Ready to crash on any (Boo)

die, I mean...
But li- aye, aye, fuck all that man, like why you bringing up the negative, nigga?
Let's talk about the positive
Look, check me out
I just

I drop a bomb
Hommie you call me Hussein or call me Saddam
Tell me who talk about raising?
We talking flying when we talking shooting the bar?
And if

comes around
And I'm sick and tired of everyone
Telling me to quit it
Rapping is my life
I'm sorry but I had to admit it
Gotta do what I gotta do
And I'm

Spray Yourself

C-BO

Enemy of the State

2000

is fake
About to hate make a move out of state
Regime Killerz about face
Aw hell the Thugg Lord Salute Me!

Put 21 guns in the sky nigga rush

Imma go get them
Blow with them
No hit them
I aint gone smoke up on them trees
See imma lead by planting a seed
Call me jack and the bean stalk
Don't