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man

Start off by lettin you know, See the pen that's Pai Mei
Mixed with Chris Tucker gettin real money from Friday
On some nice haze, that could have

many victims
New slaves up in the system
2020 vision
The kingpin of ambition
I dare these devils to step foot into hell's kitchen
I'm on God's mission

the grass
Rats and  scalywags in the bushes
They still ain't on the album, no matter what button saques pushes
Y'all niggas on some bullshit
I'm on point like

intentional purpose
And you ain't cutting off my mic until I'm finished with my verses
I put my soul in this album, left it polished and perfect
And you aint

rocking microphones sin! Sin!
Said I learned new ways
Gotta thank God for my chance to blaze
Next album gonna see a fat healthy raise
And he make mistakes

by storm
And got all kinds of people buying our album
You ain't gon' quit now you gotta think this through
I got ya back for real son now stop acting

a line or an album and sell pirated demos,
It's funny, I was always one to want the crowd to follow,
Download for free and take no fee unless I'm branded

leave a eye witness
Barry White triplets, I'm grabbin em
Plus the Eddie Floyd Stax album in
The back by the bathroom
Knowin all this shit no one knows
Way

The type of nigga to go
To your album release party
Grab the mic then boo you like, "Who you?"
Fuck who's who
I'll make a nigga's doo rag do not want

Never Lose Touch

Defari

Focused Daily

1999

And by then I move on to new dimension 

Defari stack your advance plus prepare pension 

Find my nitch don't glitch for the popular 

This beat is

a cassette, and pop it in the tape deck
Album or eight-track, as long as it ain't wack
Funk is addictive, but not like crack black
I'm hip to the old shit,

too)
Other day it was a fighting population
This lil' dude try to shank me with a Popsicle stick
Almost got his face knocked out by this West Coast cat

too)
Other day it was a fighting population
This lil' dude try to shank me with a Popsicle stick
Almost got his face knocked out by this West Coast cat

get that engine runnin'
The way I hit the mic by now they know how I run it
Shit gon' pop off make a zero turn to a hunnid
Don't be disrespectin' me

of the hustla

(chorus)

(cassidy)
yeah i go by the name of B.A.R.S
My album be in stores November the 6
It's celebration time
Ne-Yo, Kanye, Swizz Beats, i

lyrics Dahmer
But love them or hate them, no one predicted Ballistic Trauma
Let’s start with Pac, Tupac Shakur; he knew how to rock the mic
Without him,

bring the ball in
They start to flock attention I'm the realest nigga talkin'
It's that Ishan boy from round the way
Ain't busy by this time of day
I hail

afford one 
I'll buy a condo with some extensions

Who would've thought that we'd have our show
That we would drop three albums in a row
Have our own merch

daughter what
Then you wanna get the bitching
Bout that new album that em put out
Coming from the person that just got shot
Em wasn't even trying bird box

a yawn mower
To finish up the final Jetta album to brawl over
Ironic that I'm done but when I drop this sh*t y'all over
Because this sh*t y'all under

different on outlook on Vegas 
Section 8 had to learn how rap bruh
This life for me you looking mad huh
I ain't too impressed with your nine albums
I'ma be

put their hearts out
To whatever the fuck they do, day in, day out 
You gotta keep going
Don't stop
This is my, motherfucking album
Take a listen

My

blessings from God, I stay prayed up
A few chickens hitting their knees, they want their face fucked
Not a gangster behind the mic with stories made up

comin’ for it,
Chop it off clean feed It to the pigs,
I’m the krazy kracka this my introduction,
I’m grimy on the mic I ain’t touch a pole,
I know I’m