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the boot
That was for rider mans
Giving knowledge on science on like Ms. Lafalez
My old high school teacher
Thick Coke bottle instructor
My brain filled with

And wen i woo you better woo back
I was down bad looking like a dush back
Now i got a light on me they like who dat (Yeh yeh)
Some respect on my name
Name

fair 1 with my dawg man be you gettin' jumped
Timberland boot, hit his face, now you gettin' slumped

Get a 12-gauge shotgun, watch him get pumped
Fuck

all day I benefit 
Wait my, whole name bout to get it in 
This year, they gon know me by the end of it 
I don't give a fuck if you don'tlike me
Im

all, I've turned to a Stunna
Big sleeps by the kid ignoring my slumber, yeah, cracking my shell so gotta go dumber
Get flex by the X forgetting the cost,

fakeness 
Can't stop until the world knows what my name is
El G.Nie! They must of forgot who they playing with
Basically making me take it back to the basics

the win
I was shaped into a new creature like I'm Ben Ten
Transformed my whole mind, now I'm living again
God it's about time, I live for you amen
Jesus my

Come in, sir..
Ask for what you want and eat well..
Sir ..  We'll take leave..
Sir, I tell this from my heart..
You're helping people who're starving

takes root
Choked give the
Chair a boot
But the dark is holding me up
It's keeping my neck just above
Whispers in my ear "You ain't done"
Just let

Back at it tonight
Stepping up to the mic
I've been dreaming of giving an ode to killer mike
He inspires me, lights the fire you see
My mind at ease

The entry way is tiny
Herd the poor like cattle, Rich ignore God's battle
That'll be no crying, no kneeling, no healing
Let those boot straps bring them

free to Chime
Slaying forever I'm taking what's Mine
Rocking the VV's
It's hurting my eyes
I'm not the shooter
But clutch when the light shine
Brightest

right or get his ass left
Imma slide in that black bih by myself
Yo can call my phone anytime she felt
You still my law
You know I'on care
Nigga ain't

is living proof
You can tell by the mud on
The bottom of my boots
Do work, got it written on the daily planner
Whether it's a mic in my hand, paint

Gustav's mother's flower beds
What a rascal!

Deep in the woods Gustav found the bear by a thicket. Silently rolling up his pyjama sleeves Gustav crept up

Wake up meditate, yeah
On my way to liberate, yeah
Multiply by 30 days, yeah
That's how I incubate, yeah yeah

Break out of the cosmic egg
Gravitate

the Lord of my life reign I'm banging like the gang
Yeah he made me see the light flash bang to the face
He could leave you on the knees straight pleading

below their purpose
Told by the world they were inadequate and worthless

So glad I got my folks
Who always tell me I'm dope
Helpful and encouraging
Get

me by my belt buckle, so I grab them hips
Lights gave glimpse, face revealed, Halloween witch
Is this a movie, House Party, Bilal, yell, SWITCH
Juke

in my game I’ll be runin’ in this shit like i’m just only turning the lights
And my homies cannot stop, that’s a fact yeah
Sipping on lean I always

and march by
Like a flint how fast we let sparks fly
Let it rain let it bang in a cycle like a F5 I bring the pain
For all you skirts still talking tough
You

Hand That Rocks the Cradle

The Dayton Family

F.B.I.

1996

on the grind for the 9-6
Gotta get my hustle on, came to nigga stiff
Bitch I'm to swift, stalkin' with my big black boots
High on oop, with a MAC-11 ready

to keep our light hidden man
My mama she look like my sister B
Tight son like Cecilly
Kept our shit twisted B
Like fuck a weave and a perm
Nigga I ain't

Light 'em up, Hawaiian sess bless my mind
Now I kick the rhyme for the nickel nine, take a sip of wine
But E&J'll make a nigga late
Figured I stay