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out
Always in our lane and we mapped it out 
Adding tracks on a CD call it helping out
My own ideas never selling out

Dropped this album now

real for them lames (lames)
I was always bout my change (change)
Four solo albums in, still doin' my thang, what the fuck is you sayin'?
Y'all niggas

used to bump his albums but I should have listened to Kanye 
And I know that I been gone a long time
But the beat never left my feet and 
See I was

they won't ever hear the album
My self worth, my self guilt, it get worse, my stress built
From friends that ain't show up to the events unless there's

used to bump his albums but I should have listened to Kanye 
And I know that I been gone a long time
But the beat never left my feet and 
See I was

the moon
Someday I'm gonna feed my family, ya
This album I wrote as a gift to myself
I'm picking up mics and putting books on the shelf
Lukas tells me I'm

My brother works at a grocery store

Has faith in god and a quije board

His wife keeps a motel key

In a flask in a purse by d and g


I got a half

wrist right now
This ain't even on the album, it's a pitch; if it hit, cool
I been getting to the big bits right now
Like (Mmph!)
Young black boy
Trying

Artist: CPAndersen
Album: Unoder
Year: 2019
Lyrics & music by Carsten Andersen

Title: Run around Sue  (Evil money)

I know a girl
that makes you

That's Me

Unlinked Artist

Hits of Martina McBride, Vol. 1 [#2]

2005

row by herself
That's me, that's me
And a man at the altar says "I do" to someone else
That's him, that's him
As the wedding party leaves throwing

Infamous Minded

Big Noyd

H.N.I.C. [Clean]

2000

And de-cock the hammer
You need triads
I need to get up outta here
Don't really think It's cool to let another man
[Havoc]
"Let me buck that nigga son"

I took a listen to everybodys album that shit was weak
I should throw it out the window & jus leave you in the street

Time to eat, man im starving i

This show for him So I put his momma on the front
She's my queen like I'm ckeem When the fat man sings  but she don't jump 
I remember that scene James

Being cradled by my fallen grandfather and uncle
They the one's I carry on my back
Every time i lay down a track
Every time i navigate traps
A bitter life

the best
How you say that you a God but you got beat up by my cousin
Keep this shit a hunnid, RJ wanted smoke and you was running
Fuck that nigga Thomas

of them might stick around for my funeral
But swear y'all gon' be itchin' for my post-humo
Albums, all I think about, what they did, what I can
Just a man

meet
Meat at
This is nonchalant you getting tipped by your bloods like we cripping at your restaurant
Boy this is music the heart of it is pain
So many

I disconnected the phones
The fourth album turned into a horror show
Embarrassing yes I know
Might live stream your demise
cpologize to your wives
You

album and take a shit at the grammys/all them whoopings fa nothing, my upbringing want lovely, I can't never relax cuz shit it always be something, I done

write Na banger ,
 If my time come I go cause big problem 
Tell record labels to enter my dms 
One by one make I do my selection 
clready I get like 7

of interviews, performances, and documentarys/

Visioning me/

Surpassing Beastie boys and Diddy/
Mosh to bikini kill and flow to Biggie/
Days passing by while I

make another album
Get some features on it too
I recognize the snakes
So I'm careful who I choose
There's people everywhere
Still playin' with the noose

Finished my first album but had to scrap it
This a true story
Ain't finna do none of that capping
Iono you like that
We ain't cool
Don't dap me
No

baddie showing her tattoos
She got a little blue butterfly on her waistline
Told me that there was another one on her ass too
We interrupted by a call