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eventually, just show me who Does this shit better than me he might think he hot shit but I'm taking him over by Several degrees
How you figure when I'm dealing

gone but all the sky is grey
Now nobody knows the kind of rain
Haunts me now and haunted yesterday

And it's been a long time
Since you left behind

eventually, just show me who Does this shit better than me he might think he hot shit but I'm taking him over by Several degrees
How you figure when I'm dealing

ain't mine
She is a gold digger ayy get it
All of my niggas is with it
I know I've been gone for a minute
It's time to take back the city yeah
They wanna

go ahead and take a poll 'cause
I know I'm better than most of ya'
(Uh, uh) your flow is boring like bowl cut
My flow's turning over oceans (Okay)

So as I sip my third Heineken
I feel disturbed stupefied by the tools and
The fools I observe
In the spot's where I rock
They deserve not a word in

niggas do it
Hit the rave, flex off
Then we're Out
Your girl, my girl, all the girls
All the girls with us
You know what time it is
Shout out All

probably tell that I was very well rejected
He could probably tell that I was not very respected
But with time that's what happens
(He could probably tell)

Shock!

Cross Movement

Heaven's Mentality

1998

[Prelude: Tonic]
Yah, you know my signature
Be the Tonic with my man Earthquake and we be the Gift
Constantly surrounded by The Movement in

The Sky Is Falling Down! I'm Serious! The Sky Is Falling Y'all! I'm Not Playing! (Kids)
:56    Ruth Franklin (Marva)
:57    We Fly! We Fly So High! Fun Fun

intuition don’t let me down I pass by but I won’t chill/ I know it’s real and I know it hurt yea I got my shit together I know you say you happy for me but

triggers
But I can’t talk, I hit a few licks just 
To double my figures

[you know] I’m ashamed over the
 Way that I started this rap shit, 
Clownin’

say that it might not, but it might be
I've been clowned by my peers over the years
But I always seemed to overcome my fears
We'd get one yes for every

If you don't pay, won't hear the flow
'Cause I'm a realist, though
Take time on the art, not here to gloat
I spray bars on the mic and I clear the show

though
I'm not really hating I'm stating that I did go in before you though
I might start a rally by myself
I'm a broke boy I still got Louis on my belt

Verse 2 - Garrett Merk )

I'm trying to get my pockets fat like manatees.
I hand the keys, like no no I cant drink and drive. 
We right there by

after L when the hell I'm gone win
Getting hard for me to smile all I can do is grin
So much on my mind I swear I do not know where to begin
But I guess

your mouth shut and hope to God it's
Not you next at that candle lighting
Or standing by at wrong place wrong time
Your mask won't hide their racial bias

followed by promises
I'll go to war over mines any place any time say my name
And I'll show up like candyman
BOO
But don't get it twisted
Nothing sweet bout

right there by your side
I'll be there to lend a shoulder
I'll be the friend you need
When your world is turning over
You can depend on me
You at home I'm

a better chance cause poverty was not the path
Moved to Los Angeles, right by the port
Lower middle class, nothing big nothing short
But when the eighties

a strap
Never thought of shooting gats
Got no time to watch my back fearing imma be deceased
Man it's hell where I'm from
But I love it like a son
I want

soul was of gold now it's blackened
Tryna stack my bread I do the math
Counting money from moving mass
I'm taking over remove the trash
These face tat

yo place, you cannot roam
Yeah, imma rock out lil' bitch, by my 'lone
Yeah, gotta watch how you talk to me, fix yo tone

I gotta keep up the pace