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drums, with our music in hand

Too many rap sheets, mixed over trap beats
Can you keep up, I released that last week
Hubabdablalubb blah 
I forgot what I

fucking help
Anyone for the best situation If you know what I'm saying, girl
I think that I found the truth, I wouldn't know Cause I'm out of tune with all

a briefcase just for starters
Then I got a duffle bag place your order
Gotta get the money man I’m feeling up a gunny sack
Coming at you hell and back I’ll put

flowers when I bring you April showers stopping by after hours in the Spring you never doubt it yea
Vindication medications she's been waiting new locations

don't Stay playing for who knows? 
I'm spraying a true flow been waiting just to blow 
I'm displaying detailing all the slaying like Cujo  
"Study what

That is the place
The one I'm waiting for, praying for
The one I'm dying for
No jails or prison
The King is the Son
So you know, the party is on
No more

waiting like I got something to tell you
I was on cloud 9 heard the truth and then I fell through
What are you supposed to do when the pain comes from

was to see me in person I swear they ass would be stretched
Tryna live life for the moment but i'm thinking bout the next
Doing this shit all by my

Fabricated borders, laws and courts
Empires built on lies, wars, killing for sport
The truth, it could really drive you crazy if you let it
And he knows it so

fuck, split up
Get back, make up, then stack cake up
And I'll be waiting for you while you do makeup
But, but wait up, I gotta call late up
'Cause

Stressed out
I am so stressed out
I'm trying get the best out
Of me on the rhymes
So you can finally see
What I'm trying to be
Who I'm tryna be
But

on my sleeve, you cannot break what's broke
Been the worst bitch, word to my first bitch 
Don't cuff up a hoe 
They got the worst itch, take you then

By my chest 'cause you
Can't stop'em movin' cinderblock
With the loose lip
Candy's round up pool sticks
Straight up stupid, eagles made of bruises

love with money fell in love with getting guap
I don't care what none of y'all tell me I won't stop
Sooner or later I know for sure I'm gone pop, uh
Look

these games
Screaming in vain
(No, I'm never falling down)
Waiting for you to hear me

You could break me in every way
You could bring me right to my

the edge
Breaking down on my knees eyes balling by the ledge
In a world of billions, why I feel so isolated 
Tough times a make you say my heart I need

the ass (Ooh)
And still fail that class, the bitch they wanted passing out the ass
All my niggas dribbling, balling waiting out for the pass (Shoot)
If you

Show Me

Urban Soul

Drop That Beat

1997

remember days when I used to sit home by myself
Waiting for the phone to ring
Raise your hands, you know what I mean
Just raise your hands and you'll know

all that violent talk don't mean you hard that mean you compensating
Waiting for y'all to drop a song that you can hold a beat, now I lost my patience

the kitchen tryna get this guap
Grinding for my fam, I can't ever stop
Word on the street, my new shit is hot 
Next thing you know ima be on top
Killing

motherfucker HD

It’s not up for discussion
If it’s not money fuck what you talking
Talking hoes man I got by the dozen
Call my cousin he shoot at your boyzin
I

it with you, it's you[04:00.09]Yeah—yeah, I'm talking to you[04:02.05]And it might take a few[04:03.09]For you to feel it as truth[04:04.74]But I know

The Mission

Royal Hunt

Of Human Bondage

2002

"Move along it takes too long,you're holding back the line!"
I tell you -we've been waiting here forever
"Go ahead,don't worry-yet-'coz everything

I used to be by myself
Me loaning alone in my lonesome
Still to this day there's no issue
I had to adapt to my new situation
Still waiting for paper