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talking off for no reason
Trap trap tees
Tell me how you push the foreign from the backseat
I ain’t never met a soul who can catch me
Ain’t no way you gon

loving
'Cause with nothing, what do you got?
Potential for something, but something opposite and negative, that's not
Positive, that's no way to live, you

a gambler,
So he staged jazz, fox jump off the suit cases,
No more cross-town, now he's crossing them states and,
Seeing new faces, not knowing who to trust,

Glorified by the chip on my shoulder, well I told ya (Well I told ya)
Imma take this scene by storm, only one way up
No matter what shape or form
No matter

7:34 times to start another poor day
Filled with bunch of hopes and pretend like things are okay
He cannot walk around with a frowned face you know

the fifths
6 different flavors
Got me heaven sent
I Put on for da seven
eight this bitch
I say
9/10
And
Please don't talk to Me
If it ain't bout no guap

ride of all the rage
No debate
Lost my taste for writing, lately I just roll up any page
Swear I'm late
The way I cross 7 seas often I don't even know

on the speakers
At the DJ booth, all cash, no visas
Trap phone clicking, I just broke another meter
Stuck in my ways, I just hit another eater
Flocking with

Sometimes I'm listening to messages you always made and sent my way we would relate like every day

Sometimes I'd even take a break from feeling pain and that

Better than you asked for
Listen should've packed more venom
No attacks just listen never asked permission
If I had to pick a tombstone hard decision cuz

around the way like a "fa-jillion" times
A whole fa-jaillion
Perhaps you didn't know 
This right here
Right here, right here, can flow
Disrespected like

bottled inside feeling like a living hell
I can tell
You didn't fuck with me from the jump so here I am by myself take a belt
And tie it around my neck

running
She passed by the room and I almost stepped out
But another nurse came and I had to remain in the room no doubt
I watched the two nurses argue then

got beef with niggas
We can fight, but no one on one's
We can brawl if you like
But if they talking bout taking a life
I know niggas that'll walk up

address it
I think its super iLL the way I be dressing
Common sense says
You common, Senseless
Play counting money
Stacking commas, reckless
You so

level with you, it's a two-way street
You get whatever grips you, but the loot ain't free
If I'm gonna give you the world, I best be seeing returns

day, tryna make sense
Big frown, never found a way, now it's past tense
Imagine, a life without a purpose
Lack of motivation takes away another happy day

Shitting on niggas and ain’t took a doodoo
Thought it was sweet then got froze be like who you
They want to step in my way I won’t let ‘em
FN by best friend

with my big glock
And you spill blood all on my ice
I don't give a fuck about no pussy dripping I draw blood
And I don't give a fuck about no cripping

the and way before spinners
When rhymes weren't the size
Of a four-course dinner
And names were always laced with
Rockin' the mic right
Not 16 bars of rappers

the hood we surrounded by drugs all day

Battle for the number one high, so dirty
It's been stolen, eyes can't focus
I'm on my own supply
No money I won't

Cora to 11 out of 10
Let's see if Cora can top this next round
Are you scared that Cora is going to be able to top the score

No way
It's a very brave

Making a Murderer

Black Thought

Streams of Thought, Vol. 1

2018

they can send me a few of yours
And by a few I mean way more than two
You can times that by twenty and tell 'em to come through
And watch them get

You ain't live the way i'm living so don't feel like
So don't feel like
So don't feel like
You know me
We are not homies
I zoom in the coupe just like