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I look up
Yeah and I take my time nigga
I'mma take my time, woah
Power moves only

Boy I'm 'bout my business on business
I drink liquor

(okay)
To his album we ride we so mob (okay, yeah)
I throw lives and lowest to live
For my loaf of bread the people's player
I did what the culture

This How We Eat

Too Short

Chase the Cat [Clean]

2001

the free-throw line and bang
Now, I bust and crush tracks, nothin' really changed
Except, twelve-inch scars on my body
What I mean by that, I was hit by some

the booth like a pharisee with balled fists 
Till I'm calmed by my faith in Jesus
And my ego is shown for how self righteous it is
You say maybe things can

the 2nd even though I aim to be # 1 
When It’s set in stone ;
What I mean by that is touch the people as a whole, 
Yeah my albums dark but they know I’m

of the day that when I have children that They'll see a version I don't want ''em to see
Tryna be a better person, but I got thorn in my side

And I don't

petrified
In my zone, got the spark I'm not mortified
I'm a Master in this thing I'm certified
Verified by the youth got the recognition
Made this whole thing

never failin'
So this dream I'll keep chasin'

But in my home though
This music dread so
This music rough so
I doubt my place
I'm cruisin' on the road

I be bag chasing
Moving in and out of traffic
Like I'm drag racing
Moving at my own pace
Bitch I'm mad patient
Getting head while I'm driving
Yea she

cocky till gun a gun cocking
Thats enough watching from the sidelines, peeking my eye by
All I knew i had to jump in, I'll be a nice guy
Three albums in I

call me a loner
I be hitting these plays by myself
Wherever i go i dont need no assistance because i be going places by myself
I really made my way up

down
This version 30 and I’m still unsatisfied so indecisive wow
Fuck it I change my mind let’s provide the sound
Put all this work in it better work out

Not even a symphony knows
Bet I'd be set if I settled by yelling out something
Like pimping these
But I'm not giving my soul
Just focus until it all

That's why y'all been waitin' so long
For my next album it's been year long
So when it hits it'll be strong
No more waitin' it's been too long
8 Track

Stranger will you leave by the morning
You're laying in place of tomorrow's version of you
Overthinking my breathing
And the last time I lost it

pissed 'cause I
Spit the dirty version
Now tell everybody what be
Going through your mind
Up on the stage when you bout to bust a rhyme
Seein' people on my

on musical gear
Can't cheap out on making dreams my career
Learnt to rap and produced an album this year
Imagine what I could be doing on my next premier
I'm

a few places that truthfully I aint wanna' see
I've been more than a few different fake versions of me
I've Seen
Real crazy change
A Kings love
Resurgin'

this was my version of reckless love
My confession man this ain’t no over dub
My confession man this ain’t no over dub
I just don't know where to go

Dizzy Gillespie mid solo, only brush my teeth for the album promo
And you can catch me on a flight delayed to FCO,(uh) say you don’t bite until you met me

will take me far away to a better place 
I'm still asking myself, is it over, is this the end?

I'm in pain, wanna shoot the bullet in my brain
Wanna

Bloodline

Lil Wayne

500 Degreez

2002

(okay)
To his album we ride we so mob (okay, yeah)
I throw lives and lowest to live
For my loaf of bread the people's player
I did what the culture

you've been talking 'bout this shit)
(Bro, just drop the fucking album)
Yeah, yeah

I don't belong on this Earth
I see my name in the stars
I want it so

And its a crap scene the Naija version of groundhog day
And you're stuck in this reoccurring bad dream
I swear my country's a cocktail of Absinthe codeine