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To get in is a dub
I seen shorty back it up in the club
Order bottles of bub in the corner with drugs 
If your nicknames a scub she aint showing you

Palestine is not a controversial claim
How you defend yourself when you the one that hold the weapons?
Don't tell me none about October 7th
One more time may

run
Og fought cancer for the last round she never stunt
I'm just a generational kid
With generational hurt
If you open up my heart all you find is

hope you ready to die
I ain't with the politician
Get him lined by the bitch he really feeling
Smoking dead bodies idc how you feeling
Know my name put

love is blind so I was quite surprised
When I took off the veil and finally looked inside
She was a New York stripper nicknamed the Brooklyn Ride
My eyes

run
Og fought cancer for the last round she never stunt
I'm just a generational kid
With generational hurt
If you open up my heart all you find is

to go
No sound
Chill New York talk with that sycamore flow
Take a few more hits of this sticky hydro
Clouds lift to the sky
You could see how I roll
High

But cannot let yall be lied to and sit idly by

Five talents Five talents
Don't forget who you serve or where you're standing
Five talents Five talents

Slob 187

Crips

Bangin' on Wax: The Best of the Crips

All Slobs should be dead by the 9-5
Cause in the muthafuckin' graves is where the Snoops lyin'
y'all niggas keep the world a blue atmosphere
Two see's

And MF, new
Super Shotgun, SSG
Eternal fucking G's
But I learned to live with none of 'em
That is key

are probably delirious
I know that I don't have a lot of fame right now but that'll come
Try and name another 15 year old with an album
If you drinking

love me like a Stanley cup
My girl colder than a mug took some L's now I'm winning
Seen my haters with a mean mug on they face but I get it
Yeah I get we

Stay on go yeah I live for the rush
How else you think I get bands by the bunch
Money the motive I act on a hunch
Get in the way you'll be biting

helping people get out their lows
School is alright but
I don't wanna be on that 9-5

Take it slow
Life could hit you in the face
Could give you that smack

leagues
For the New York Giants as the highest paid rookie
Ever, enabled him to marry wifey Iva
Never got wealthy but he got to be a thriver
I thought he

And you should not interrupt, I don't need your opinion
Didn't have much to start off, worked with what I was given
Got this far by working hard, work a bit

legs in a L-V
They kno the boy to obnoxious
I'll turn this s**t to a mosh-pit
Jacket is made out of ostrich
Checks to fast they cannot stop em
I might

ain't dropped nothing a while
These rappers are dead, you're better than all of them by a mile
They all sound the same, there ain't not one of them with

swiftly
Like I was in New York
Immanuel Quickly, no Juice or Bishop
Loosen ya chick up
Got her loving my ways
How I'm hard to maintain
Never settle for less

goin'
Matter fact I'm done
'Cause the truth is spoken
Your girl say she loves me
Her top five is all me
Got a landin' strip with my name on it
I'ma crash

is yo cereal
Ask me where I see myself in 5 years
Up to something superior
Being normal don't get you nowhere
So I don't need to be nowhere near you
I

9-5
Only difference from the office is I'm working in the night

Hoppin on the track, and I feel like I am free to go
Working by myself, so now I gotta

Exhibit C

Just Blaze

Exhibit C

2011

change, mastering the pain
When New York niggas were calling southern rappers lame
But then jacking our slang
I used to get dizzy spells, and hear

to try lean
And think a squirt of visine will save them when their eyes bleed
Shit flows, fake rap
You really want to play that 8 track album from a rapist