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to give up
You repeatedly suck
You in the league of a duck
You a measly schmuck
If you was speedily struck by a GMC truck
I wouldn't give one flying

represent yours Crew

Which one of y'all think you ill enough to bust A Plus
Get crushed by the stampede of the elephant tusks
We LB families niggas don't

the moment and day
I emerge and get to the trophy and fame
I don't need none of that
I'll get through like a running back
Head down by the grace of God
Them

all week 

It’s crazy we was good Monday 
Be careful what you speak 
That lil sermon that you preach will have you dead by Sunday 
Shit Won’t even take

the one you play on the album
More than the others

And that's why The Chris Allens spent a couple hours a day for an additional 4 months finishing
His

four ways
Then chuck a tenner a day into Facebook's ad system to promote your latest single
Hoping it gets noticed by some important record label people

Remember was smoking them blunts by lake now we fly out the state look how far I done came
Them niggas played in my face they need me to be great so it's

wake up early go to work to get paid
And after work i have more work thats arranged
I'm makin albums
I have got no time to play
covered head to toe in

Pimp On

Z-Ro

Look What You Did to Me

1998

those jeans
Got a crease, and it never ceased to amaze me
By the individual hustle, that'd pay me
When I got to provide for my baby, and maybe
I be

and I am The creature, did a whole album I Don't need a feature
This is my class and I am the teacher, This is my church and I am the Preacher
Hanging

to change a thing
Album two is coming 
I'm not even 17
People don't flex when I pull-up 
Cause you know I got means 
Tried to hit a lick 
So imma hit em with

You can try to plot on what you could get from me
At the end of the day you ain't gettin' shit from me
Wish you the best with my ex That shit funny
You

lack talent
Still could make it far
Know a friend who got a classic album
Get no plays at all
I work for everything I ever had
I could never fold

and I ain't touching insulin
Getting gas every few days because I burn it quick
Every time I play the album use a lot of glycerin
Bitch I come back for

everybody
Like I'm third wheelin', yeah, I'm blockin everybody
But before I tend to do so
Rest In Peace Tannuzzo, this album is for you, yo
When I look up in

mentor no guidance just blinded by diamonds
Just living for rhyming forget my religion
For birds in the kitchen
My homie in prison I'm miss him
Pause
Shed

Star Power!

Blood on the Dance Floor

All the Rage!

2011

when I'm knocking you right off the stage,
B*tches hate but I don't play, smash a Goomba any day!
I'm on a mission, trying to save the princess!

together and I'm back rappin better then ever
Lil fame lil money dat make these niggas hot
Back in the day I woulda tossed yo album like I'm skippin rock

My wrist gon be so froze that's it's goin numb
While I'm going dumb
Every album I want to be number one
Is that selfish, Might be
But I'm talking bout

beating
Cus you know lynxx is about to blow
Talk behind my back
Then you try to shake my hand
When the album drops people gonna over stand
Internet haters

bitch is smelly
That's why you fucking messy
You will never face me
You will never face me
You will never trace me
I'm the lickscar baby

First day wanna

This shit was really 20 years up in the making
God made me stronger
By testing my patience
Cuz I really thought that I should've been signed
When I

it, just get a better tactic
Everything's been done, I'm just doing it better
After album 1, got consumed in this pressure
I don't like the way that I

nobody will even listen listen
Maybe somebody big will but I don't wanna get big
By riding another rappers dick

Ay ay ay
I make a song every day
Ay
How I