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I'm southern born, southern raised
I'm observing my competition, preparing a few graves
Quickly knocking out those who chasing clout
You've been

goes in for a hug and he gets a good grip while he holds her
As they put shovel to dirt, mark your calendars
For you are dust and to dust you shall

was having fun, why the hell y'all had to run
Follow the rule's until the games done, Dr. Gordon the one who really won
Kramer left 'em with a tongue,

lights out, you need a night light
Fuck all the abusers who be running in the scene
Talking all that shit, she was over 18
Wanna bring safety to my homies

the beat
Who produced all of this guess what it's me
Yes it's Matt B Yessir it's me

Coming with the guns boom boom
I'm here now give me room room
I'm just

the mic with sweat in your palms
I'm at ease by still waters where
Verbal tech's are involved
This is America, shit
Isn't it hysterical, quick
Witness mass

Who you hate don’t count your
Blessing dawg why you couldn’t
Hold me down you trying to
Stress me now know i left mark what’s In the dark
Come

They walkin' by without a clue, it's all the same (they're gonna know)
But we're the artists with the city as our frame (how would they know?)
We

out
Who y'all think y'all fucking with
Took nothing made it something bitch
So y'all should take our example you'd
Be straight just leaving with

I want to thank all of the people who made this possible,
R.I.P. Grandma Long, Errol and Alex,
Jaheem and Clarence, James, Tara and Kicia,
Jordan,

kill who coming through
Travel in a pack, are you coming too?
This for something, not for nothing
lock me in a zoo
Yah
Like a monster, I'm just creeping

Zingah
Y Gen balaclava like a ninja
Turtle I'm serving a Debonair pizza
Kicking the foot clan Dr Malinga
All of my verses are comic books
I got many men

a play , naw I can't risk it
Who the hell is that
Windows tinted black
Fuck a drive by
This a mission
Have her tappin' out in submission
Big weight gainin'

orange fever, I’m sick with a diss
So treat me like you and lick up my kids
(nya nya) all your plans to defeat hope
Got crushed by a little Alter Ego
I

leave my claw marks to indicate my battle zones
Any human who tests will surely rest in the cat holes
(Any cat and mouse tricks)
Can they skin a cat? I

to forget
Openin' scabs is remembering, but scars mark who you are
Havin' 'em's better than actin'
As if the shit that happened never did
Acceptance sets

i dont know who but it wasnt me
he wasnt all that u thought he'd be
an then broke ur heart, girl u should have let me know
coz u left the kind

who you are
But then maybe the day won't come
When you have to turn your back
On all those things that you once stood for
Left behind like some old

to get by
Marked ways x marks the spot for the prize
Only making entrees been here for a while
Started creeping into top 5s
Youth is the answer
That ain't

then I don't want no parts
Don't need no dick cus his spits off the charts
I stay by my doley Bc I got scars
Say who you is we don't know who you are

trembling legs are far from strong
You took your things and ran so far
Your shoes left marks on sidewalk tar
I'm looking back and wanting change
I wish

Yeah, check
I'm losing patience like doctors who failed to save us
Can't say the same about Sebi they took him for curing cancer
Not shook by any

of attorney no
Mercy to a bitch who’s thirsty
I slept in a T house dirty rise
And shine I’m rising up early
Bad one and her breasts
All perky sweet Hershey’s

looting kings
Attempts at being regal
Am I alone?
Or is it filtered by the schemes?
I try to sleep
But I'm awakened by my dreams
I felt the pain
All you did