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get paid
If it's a record You know Imma break
Then It's a risk that you know Imma take

Uh, I'm in Orlando I came with some magic
You know what just

though
I'm not really hating I'm stating that I did go in before you though
I might start a rally by myself
I'm a broke boy I still got Louis on my belt

best to keep you by My side (Side)
So I'll express my feelings with the Rhythm and the rhymes (Rhymes)
I cannot sleep, I'm not in peace cause I still got

Signs”
That’s why it’s kinda hard to comprehend all of my rhymes
I love my brothers, within us, the same bloodline
As if we use a pencil to draw it,

Heavy Ammunition

Artifacts

Between a Rock and a Hard Place

1994

bullshit
My best rhymes rank like a tec-9 with a full clip
I'm funky as hell, since I rock the twelve inch
And now fakes imitate the great like Elvis
Oh

infatuation
Hurt by my own effort
Sounds like it's just another letter
Bound by the ink in every letter
Scotch turn these bonnets into peppers
Think I need

all had it, the Grizzlies made him their 2nd draft pick
The word is a synonym for rhythm in a track, but it's getting away, we gotta bring it back
I

thoughts
Just so happens to be in rhythm x 2
Its real thoughts
Just so happens to be in rhythm x 2
I be surrounded by love but I be feelin nothin, like im

by a time wraith
Stuck in the past, I'm tryna protect my mind-state
I guess I'm scared to accept the facts
I can't handle rejection so I'd rather just

even better again, now my rhymes tight and I got a plethora
I'm a lone wolf when I'm in the booth on the mic, spit the whole truth, then I sing a tune

mercies abound
For you could take pleasure to read what I am blessed to announce
My safe passage through this perilous journey
Evidenced clearly in earlier

the ball in my court and get mad at who I pass it to
You couldn't call me a vulture even if I stole the game and sold it back to you
Test your might against

Rainmen

Anticon

Music for the Advancement of Hip Hop

phynetic spitters in two by ten measures
Profess my confession
I longed for this profession presently here
This art form ain't accessible
For those who

switching up people
I'm just seeing the truth in the rhyme
Never stopping the rhythm on rhythm I'm trackside
Never stopping the flow
Just know for my brothers

rhythm has a rhyme
Not gone sit and act cool like I got it all together
I just carry this dead weight well like Pall Bearers
Everything that's in the dark

got on Louis Vuitton shoes
Say that's the key well it's a hunt and I'm fresh out of clues
Steaming and sizzling pon rhymes like barbecues
Surrounded by

York and Cali, but I ain't moving
Too overpopulated, saturated with humans
And I'm not big on rappers, actors, or models
If I had to dip I'd probably

Don’t hand me a script
I don’t wanna play the role I've been casted
All my scenes in the street til they throw me up in a casket
At the hands

rhyme readily heavily influenced by all I've ever seen 
It's my medicine remedy
And if you ever seen me live at a show 
You will know I use pure energy

Once upon a time, right after age nine
Before I knew how to rhyme, by profession
I would place dots that would end in rapport
Making chains feeling

my feet
Gonna rock to the rhythm and the beat
Cuz it's so long since I had you by my side
And really can't take this fighting anymore
Jamaica Jamaica

nothing

My echo is rumbling 
I don't know how to get how of it 
I wonder if is time, to runaway from life 
Life is worth living 
It's fear
I made up my

am busy 
Writing over time
All these rhymes 
Exercising my
God given right to shine! 

Throw me in the fire
Minus the attire
I'm coming out flier 
Bet

rocket
Got love in my glock I'm a pop it (Glock)
Gotta louis wallet know I had to cop it (Cop)
Shorty a character inside my comic
Say that I'm funny she