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Chorus: This is ill yall· Yo, it's for real yall·
Can't you see that I'm doom· And I'm about to be consumed·
So young· But sin has got me so

Ha
No more pain
I represent real Hip Hop
Not necessarily old school
You hear that beat that's foreign
And my brother Noex told me to do this shit
So

don't see a bankroll 
Got rubber bands sitting in my pants by the chrome
And my AirPods in, I be blocking out the hoes 
You can't ride my wave, stay

They say that he fronting
Say he get no money
Like what you saying
Just made ten bands in a day strictly off of servin js

The way I ran it up is

in the game doing it like me
I’m surrounded by history
A legend in the making
K-Rino said homie that it’s
Mine for the taking
Can’t mess with

Ay
What would you do
If you only had seven minutes to prove everything that you had in life
What would you tell them
What would you say
If you only

feelings
When humility is the one to blame
Who's name are you called by
Is it Iesous, is it Zues
His people called by Yahusha
The blood He spilt a hundred

At least I'm good enough to be introduced to her mama
This that early 80s blended with that 1990 soul
This that blood diamond traded for Ethiopian gold

out knife
How you rat and still in jail? You lost your stripes
Down bad, a max pad that boy must need
Plant seeds to build G's and real life P's
My

on they ass every time them niggas act up
Them niggas say they real like us but we don't recognize
Five hundred thousand in the duff, who talk that money

real
Like they down to split a meal
Till they look down at they plate
And it's steak
Hold up wait!
Learned that from my nigga named Twayne
He said save

goes the stick heard his name was Rick
Doing the job real quick Body all white he must be sick
Can't slip don't be slick Bullets left his neck all

that hate out your blood its all Over your face
720K ima die for this shyt I swea we Got the streets ina headlock 
Coach 9 built this shyt nigga brick by

the toaster
Don’t die over nothing, don’t die for a poster
He said he had bands, that nigga a jokester
He think that I’m broke, this nigga a smoker
This choppa

A band for the organs before the casket drop,
and a candid recording of both the rappers shot. 
Tactical forces that hope the cameras watch as
masses

THE GOOD NEWS

Beat Assailant

Hard Twelve

2004

that
What ya man say ? He shocked by tha band ?
So understand I bring it cut throat to ya jam
Got a blood vendetta I’m sworn to keep
I’m bound to making

the blood, sweet, and tears that went in this shit for real
Say it then stand on it
I don't got a M but it plan on it
Nigga I just want some bands coming
Don't

sent it away
I need moe money just cus of my face
She stay on her knees but she ion even pray
Gas everywhere aint no way to escape
Surrounded by real n

Writing statements got a book he a fed
Sweat and tears from this blood that i sheed
Red rum one hundred and one out the drum
Here i come was moving real

Call me the track killer
Blood thirsty like dracula
This flow is spectacular
A deadly vernacular
By the time I'm done, this shit gonna be deader than

causing earthquakes
Just by the weight of my rhymes
Eighth wonder of the world
Grip the mic
Spitting real shit
Picking lyrics out of the air
Like a magician

it 1 more try if it don't work then that's that
Pat myself on the back I made it out the sand
Seen way to many switch up for them bands
Put niggas in

yeah
I done had Sauce and imma empty the SIG
Aim for heads we don't aim for no ribs
Tuff since a baby but you need a bib
Silence shots thats no adlib
We

a fuck bout a image,
Young niggas dont fuck wit me cause i dont got a gimmick and
I dont battle rap cause fuck all that talking nigga
Yeah we right by