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my own horn but I'm seen as somewhat of an ambassador
kind of a big deal im like the number 3 disaster-er 
Wanted to be one of the first to give proper

a healer, talk to God, smoke the sacred annipe

The first time that i saw Your light
From a sacred lodge an eagle in flight
Thru the realms i was in Your

hometown. At least I always had New York. 
I grew up in the shadows of the Twin Towers, the neighborhood where I grew up in, Battery Park, felt like

chillin' on the spot outside

When I put it in park, the homey got a SK aimed at my ride

So I step out slowly, 'body no one fear

He yells, that's Murs I

life, & I'm still up in the hood shit dead wrong
We was just young niggas thirsty & dirty tryna win, by any means we ain't care for no damn law
First body

Since a jit he was always that nigga he never had shit
His cousin thuggin in the streets it turned em to a savage
He picked up his first gun thinking

that I
Ain't taken a breath yet?
Oh my god! Oh my god!
West Deer Park done raised the rap god
Maryland I'm reppin' it
Dare ya to step in it
None others

tell by my flow, been a menace since birth
My wrist got a clock, and it’s time to do work
The ticking don’t stop, ‘til I’m done being first

Lil N****

snatch purses (snatchin')
I could go and step out by myself or let this sack murk 'em
Deals with the cartel, ain't no squares in my Black Circle
Went

You're better, maybe not by a lot, but a little
You're the patron saint of the totally fucked
You're completely toxic. There's nothing you can't kill

rude inflections
I'm striving for perfection
I hate to make corrections
I just hit it on the first try
Don't ever need a second
My rivals my reflection

Step left den right mek dem see di military
And fi ah pussy get bright send it to di cemetery
Run up yu get burn up mi throw yu ova di ferry
Tun up like

rude inflections
I'm striving for perfection
I hate to make corrections
I just hit it on the first try
Don't ever need a second
My rivals my reflection

even 
Know cause They wearing uniform every day Riding down Tara walking up Flint 
Stop by the Sunoco get me some chips
Step in your backyard might take

to switch up the market
Smoke my spliff and then I park it
Then forget that I ever did spark it
Crops on deck like I'm ganja farming
I turned my stress into

like Brek if any might step
I've got the whole game tryna bury my rep
I'm ahead by much more than twenty-nine steps
Still got more than you ain't got any

the curtains
Here comes the mantis
First one to step up
Get laid on the canvas
Take them to campus
I'm forty two
A long time I've been at this
Producing music
Is

Alexander Spit with a pistol
(?) full of (?), I got this

Better have my check, I need that first
Before I move, before I step
See I been burned it don't

research every sexual assault that was ignored by the police who thought better to avoid it

She could have had the life perfect tens are often handed but

Talent wanna murder me
People talkin' shit ain't even heard of me
I went from park benches at
Night to first class flights
Huh, that's what you call takin'

Ooh, blessings
Eyes on the boy when I step in, I'm tested
All my life, I've been reckless
If I got this money early probably waste on VVS's
Work

out unless you
Catch me leaving Neiman Marcus
I'll flash a long-sleeve
Let me take the sleeve and park it
Coffee cup full of Wock' and pop
This ain't

by your stare"
I'll come around and said we're both aware
My first tv murder the night in anti-poor
My hole into a closet of 1984
But when I wrote

up
Playing hard to get
I can tell this won't be no layup
Baby you the only thing I need
Didn't believe in love at first sight
But then I saw you that