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a great fucking idea
Yes all the little kids that don't know a thing
That should be outside just playing on a swing
But instead they're inside listening

heat twice
See me in the pic's looking good
I just wish a nigga would dog
I know you wanna keep yah life
This for my niggas in the hallway
This for my

broke
He compiled a triple decker collection
Of songs from his records
Released as the Smithsonian Anthology
Of American folk

"On Monday morning just

than some positive words that just don't pay the bills (fuck)
I'm like these white girls on Insta
Proud of the fact that I don't have a filter
My mouth

anchored in an ocean of molten metal. Out on the horizon a tiny steamer went by and I could just see it as a black speck out of the corner of my eye, because

Failing so I lose my motivation
But the booth is my salvation
And I'm back with a new verse to lay
Just to make sure what hurt
Yesterday doesn't hurt today

as an angel of light 
With his sparkling glitter
Trying to get me to follow like Twitter
But I ain't blown away 
By every wind of trend like a blizzard
You

on
Sex workers paying for they daughters by slanging WOOP WOOP
(That's just life though) yeah that shit'll keep you humble
My homie almost beat his

gates
Just break them all
I won't be late
You'll see me, pa
I'll make it great
Believe me, ma

Cause I'm all in!
cnd I'll win!
I'm Fire!

on the net but in person never say nun?[01:33.29]I just put a dick in my blick now it's a gay gun[01:35.77]I be sippin Wock but i'm going on a great

playing
How tha fuck you do this to me
Yeah nigga Im hot like fries
You is a hoe got railed by 5 guys
I got a glock on like right by my side
You cannot be

I ran out and need more though
Force by the light like I don't smoke
Mubu I can't go broke
Ballin' rugers on kids every day
God damn a nigga so broke

What's so wrong about what's wrong with me
I'm just trying to do what's right by you
What's so wrong about what's wrong with me
I'm just trying to do

live I think I need rehab
I shine in the dark, trying to be a great white shark in this sea of crabs
But having a king like a beard with my hair tied

Everybody know he cool, hard to do what he do
Hard to stop me when I show a flash like the Heat do
Show viciousness like great whites in the deep

and Shakin hands with influential giants, it isn't rocket science, but they keep us all blind, so who do you live for, what Rules do you live by or do you just

great money habits, the finer things I tell her she can have it
Life can be like a circus, live everyday with purpose, the lord is my shepherd so I pray

born a little less than
The darker the skin the more of a wicked man
Gettin banned from the plan made by the Great Almighty Hand
Frame the lane, a nigga

Probably cause it gets the people moving like a handgun
Just like the little white fellas up in Hampden
Happy easter from the mothafuckers livin' in

way you go
It don’t get much better than this	
I’m like Curry with the shot, man, I just don’t miss
I’m hitting accidently and-1’s
I got the talent

feeling this irate
Instead I just violate,
Some beats with the mind state
You know that I rhyme great
The feel is like fine wine
I'm sipping on the soup

our cars been autonomous
Mules move the drums, take 'em to different spots
We just call the shots by simply moving our thumbs
I'm a course of miracles

Aye Rod, do or die, you revolutionized all styles of super fly
Suit & ties to every single Jordan, yeah, you knew the vibe
By the way, I still ain't

they too busy wit the media tryna perfect they rep
All the masses work for masters
Screamin till the avalanche
My master plans canceling black and white