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unfinished business
I've been given gift like I terrorize Christmas
I'm vicious, I'm putting god first and his hearts in my vision
Praise stomping like Kirk

(watch me)
Will I rize again? (Will I rize? Will I rize? Will I rize?)

Shed so many tears 'til I've died inside
Got nothin' left but battle cries

Who's in the House

Unity Klan

One Day

mobbin
Should I say lynchin when I'm rhymin
The Lord, watches my back, Unity by my side
Ready to step and bury the devil wit a shovel
Got my double barrel

they want more
Got a couple verses that I'm keepin' in the drawer
I don't wanna be up in my feelings no more (mooo-oo-ore)
...I've been on my mmm shit,

think
And if those words are coming from me
Tell me what does that mean

Yeah
I've given my life to the King of the kings
Till my wing got a wing
And I

(took) my trigger finger with a wiggle
the devil jumps into my eyes and then I giggle
in the back of my head
you know Imani feels no shame
I've got my nine

serving up these bars
Like you do a warrant (Aye)
I’m going crazy
Going ballistic
On this track
And its hitting
I’m so damn good (Ha)
I got this rap game in

I'm talking about
Devil tried to get in my head and I'm locking him out
Can't stop me
So can you tell me why they try too much
They think they got me

ayy

I don't need help, nothing new I go by Disco, who are you
Got me sayin', what's up? Like I'm Martin
Soon be in the rich culture sweater on my waist

a grenade for ya, I'd do anything for ya, and you keep tryna leave, I'd jump out a plane for ya, stand in front Of a train for ya, I got tats on my sleeves,

Chocolate tires
Riding through the park on 44th
Just stopping by with DeKe Passenger
Side I got a package to drop
Let's ride
Got word
They trying to shut down

I'm dropping these cassettes until I'm out of debt
Trina told me "5th, they gotta set them commas out"
Feel like I've let her down cause I ain't got it

your face off
And fuck it, like he's a chainsaw
He's a chainsaw, and I got the sawed off shotgun going off
And I've got it doing my job, gotta show them

advise
Fight the fight
God supplies
He got me right
Rock the mic
For God's delight
Can't compromise
I've lost before
But not tonight
Satan you tried, so

Newark, by Justin Gonzalez
What is Newark?
Newark, is like a big ass wall
A city, made out of bricks
And every time you try to destroy it, it

Destination's upstream of the flow
Just send your praises up north
Then sustainment provoked by your faith
Just let anxiousness go.

Need no limit so we can fly

the game, I’m more than a human being
And me I’ve got humans being so fake with me, its okay cah I’m used to it
Yeah my levels are doubling, you ain’t ever

Covered by the blood I'm not anemic
Stay on 10 like all of my toes
Holy Ghost fire got ya boy on go
King A in da building you know that I'm chosen
Feeling

Penthouse

Bas

Too High to Riot

2016

Lately I got this feeling
My niggas is meant to get it
It's written up in the stars
Made it from slimmer odds when only God was with us
Fuck it

scored
She winked at me
Which means I'm still in the game
Guy got off the bench by the bar
Tryin' to get a pinch hit
Well first he pinched
And then she hit

shirts off, panties down
She got me gripping on her tighs, like a nigga drowning
Brown skin, she got a nigga dripping mayo
Yeah we bout to fuck, flight

yea you know, I go by Laid Back Macaroni
They're so phony, ain't that funny a few just cloned me
But they got that old me
They fuck with a nigga like me

getting by
I've always wondered how you felt
When you had to filter
The truth from every lie
Situations with your past flings had
You seeing my compliments

Yeah Yeah
I'm back at one hundred
No more brakes
Of course I got to rub it in your face
They plotting on me
Can't afford mistakes
Making so much