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up the cleanest, my punch is the meanest
Measure me by my nuts ‘n penis
That’s a request from a genius, finna be the best
I attest a fighter that don’t
desolate cry, licking the hand
Which answer'd not with a caress—he died.
The crowd was famish'd by degrees; but two
Of an enormous city did survive,
And they
Coming from is that true?
KW: yeah, correct
JK: So we did a sketch on the show where
We had - you did an interview with
The BBC Radio and it was
of the righteous gather round
They are ready to stone her down
They throw her at the feet of a teacher
Dare I look up ?
Surely they have brought me here to mock
treated me, like
He treated everyone else
Like they were the most important person in
The room i loved him like a brother
And I learned from him every
Day,
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
Georgia, check the levees
Where was he, on vacation getting heavy, awoh
Like my head and my shoulders
You keep me, you keep me going
Like my head and my
Rule is where I rule 'em
He Allah, God Islam, now act
But let me slow down 'cause Eighty-Fives can't get with that
It's Haji, helpful to another God
nothing but see
Nothing is my middle name
I look back I was at the bottom,
I see how far I don came
Not far enough
He got the job tells me it’s all just
out here winnin', brought my dogs from out the reservoir (hoo)
And I'ma let 'em bark, before you ready, my set will start
We forgot our roots before
text me, "Come over, let's play your discography"
She in disbelief just from my 2020's run
I'm the inspiration, I ain't gotta look for none
This one
that you desire
Go to a world that is run by the friars
Go to a world that is sung by the choirs
We can get high, I brought a lighter
My futures bright
on the gang, boy
Look like Aladdin where I stay
Niggas wanna play
He a target
Catch me on the carpet
New bitch bad she a barbie
Life of the party
So dope that
where i sleep, now give me my key
[Verse 8: N.O.R.E.]
New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet
We will blackwall street by the swapmeet with
Black reppin' from back in the day
X files and you know the storm
Homies loc now it's on so you've been warned
Dru Ha where you at? Yeah yeah
O.G.
never bow my knee
And I'll die if I don't get me love anachie
Jeannie was married and from church she was brought home
And when she and her maidens so
who don't know what they jumped in
If the doctor came through once, he'll come through again
And when look and he ask me where everybody is
They
at me
And they don't care about us so I look after my family
When the cops killed Tommy Le that was a tragedy so look after me
Mindin' my own business cuz
other
Give me black and white and wrap it up in technicolor
Peace and patience making way for when the choirs sing and
When I die please give me comfort
would throw em
Out like three strikes, so tight he claim to be
While laughin' in my face this nigga was framin' me
I guess he didn't see KD and Greg
combat, there ain't no comeback
You're tryin to get with me but you don't know where I'm at
Cause in this world there's no bombs or guns
Just
Rule is where I rule 'em
He Allah, God Islam, now act
But let me slow down 'cause Eighty-Fives can't get with that
It's Haji, helpful to another God
nigga Man on Fire
Got a couple bad (Hoes) couple grams from my supplier
Couple fans,nigga hand to the choir (Real shit)
When its down to the wire
Im like
the backseat
50 round up in the trunk
She make it jump like a pogo
Jump from the free throw, I look like the logo
Dickriding niggas be asking for promo
He really
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