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Always on the grind 
I shine time after time 
This is the prelude to the might of rhyme 
Now you going to feel 
What it feels like 
To come from my

mechanism
Show's beats are crisp and I flip the script
It's going to go like this

Chorus x2

[maestro fresh wes]
(we love you maestro)
Yeah, that's what my

dads
Even the ones living the full family dream
Cause I was grateful for what we had
Roof on our heads and shoes by our beds
I'm worried about all our

Maybe it's my insecurities
Send you everything 'cuz you're family
Bump the album don't skip
'Cuz you like the sound
Ignore the hate
Those road blocks will

Cali with a baddie passin’ cannabis
I’ll be in the valley somewhere out by where the mansions is
Heard about your album sorry that you had to cancel it

Every now and then I take time to reflect
I don't need luck because I'm blessed and I like that the best
I love it when reality hits you niggas right

an album and a couple EPs
Got me a bad Lil bitch she a graduate
She so cold got a couple degrees
When I'm making love to her
I kiss her inner thigh and blow

Spud & he taking it in blood (bloooood),
Another cup,& i'm getting passed the buzz (buuuuuzzzz), 
Niggas don't appreciate the love (loooove),
 Off that I

straight
Said I wasn't on my grind, must have been a deep fake
One day I'ma have it all for mastering this wordplay
Tryna play my album, but ain't no smoking

was in love back then now I’m done jeez 
Album art for this part done by niece 
Little black dress oh she wanna tease 

New Year’s Eve im headed to sin

This shit was really 20 years up in the making
God made me stronger
By testing my patience
Cuz I really thought that I should've been signed
When I

you're lost
Drop 50 something albums nigga then we can talk
Straight up
A quick reminder this a note to myself
Don't call it quits cause you know it won't

of the casket of those that were killed by cops
I am the balance of the universe
I'm aware there is police brutality and then there is also racism
Let's bring it

those who say they are of GOD but really are of Satan (Satan)
I wrote a song about him, it'll be on the album, it's the next track
You should play it

Uh! Its that boy Magnificent
AKA Maaagno
The Rookie Of Da Year
Be on the lookout for that solo album coming soon

[Magno]
It's Magnificent, but you

and the nails by Sydney
Bitch I been bad since Disney had made Mickey
Let's see, they copy that is what gets me
I love my sisters down shoutout to Treasure

side nigga cop me a Range
And put it up for my bitch, she got the best brain
Pull up by myself, Miss Pearly don't need no army, bitch (yeah)
I ain't

That the dream isn't kids and a wife
It's finding out
Who you really are
What you love
Who you love
Whatchu want
Whatchu need
Where you wanna go
And all

really wanna do it anymore
Staying up late nights, sleeping on the floor
By choice, with friends
They be helping out a little bit, I'm hospitable with it

writing rhymes, inspired by Illmatic
I’m still at it, every record I record leave
The record shattered
Cause I’ll be in the lab for a month
Searchin for

trying to breathe
I speak with fiery speech
I am besieged by liars
Trying to be what I am
But I am unique
Maybe it's finally time that I leave
And find

working on that mix tape
When that album gone drop
Its neutral I can give a F___ if you feeling me
Im still here cause most dont have the words to kill me

at the wall 
And in the front of my mind I hear my conscious call
Cause in the back of mind 
It be actual calls 
From people who swear they love me
And niggas

sure I don't meet with the feds
Dangerous moves I cant miss any step
It's a landmine blowin up 
Skate on you like it's a drive by 
Lagga!!    
Don't make