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the fences had gave it my all
Her pitching was different
She swindle the ball; 
By ball I mean heart
Thought I threw it away 
But she tore it apart
Either I'm

we're not gonna try and make beef 
They're on grease but me I'm on a fly away ting
Not fuckery 
Now I wanna buy an cP 
Could've copped that but I had

Was broken & lonely if you know then you know me 

Going Todash from Black Thirteen

Reaching me from the darkness beneath

Dark Tower sought by

plan that I conquered
Paid my dues in full, n' I stand by my product
I'm blessed I ain't have to compromise for the profit
A flex watching tracks taking

the man you Tyler Perry
I'm the black James Bond I'm take your bitch
She been dealing with a killer by the flick of the wrist

I just took a shot need

Feeling like a complete disaster 
Everybody making jokes but there's no laughter 
Tried to learn but had no master 
Wishin that the pain would go away much

my own domain 
Rappers ain’t real, must be on drugs 
Stay away from the beef, you’re much better at subs 
I am on cloud 9 right now
Out of my mind

and became my choice of a weapon
Helped me channel my aggression
Piano my confessions in the keys of the blessings
Others capping ain't no lying here
Raised by

livin
I'm out to get it my truck an ak can hit it
I'm a rap tycoon, I was fly in the whom
So I'm gettin ass like a public bathroom
I went from Rikers

Walk on the scene
Like a man who got beef
Devil reaching for my soul but,
He gon' have to thieve
I know when I walk away the evil get relieved
Even

American Pie

Catch Twenty-Two

Washed Up and Through the Ringer

2001

through the track with a machete
Ready set go
A Derringer cover
Cover me, cover you I'll take it slow and easy, indiscreetly,
I'm completely numb
Come

The Club

Kid Capri

The Piece Maker

2000

grimy niggas don't want to hear it
Niggas take it, soon as they near it, you better fear it
Bronx Bomber, the pretty-fly girl charmer
The black

that
Oh god where’s my pastor at
Oh stop bring my daddy back
Pull away in my Cadillac
Driving wrong way down the open track
Cop asked for my ID
Didn’t

While I’m here stuck in affairs like in a mire
And polish verses like diamonds
The rocket boosters are getting away from gravity roaring and belching

champion sound

Ha, ha, yes, yes, y'all
Feel free, indeed
Fly like a dove, way up up above
Rocking
Love
Free
Waves, waves all over the place
Waves,

Feel warm, feel safe in your embrace
And wake up with you by

Look up, now I can't even see your face
One day, grow old, have our own place
Fly away

I'm passing by unsatisfied
My raps can fly, and I don't give a fuck
But imagine I just added my own appetite
And you scratch my lies like an aphrodite
I

that
You had to get woken up
By a huge backslap
To the face by a case of the drowsies
Feeling lousy and pouty
Because now you're all crossed up

(castro) but think four tracks are wack
Lost in the ozone and all your mixdowns sound like crap
Hiding lack of intellect behind hipster catch phrase

yaeh
Disrespect anyone of my bros again
Fling on my black track clothes again
Make sure you die slow again
And I'm finished, yo yo
Like Arma said, it's

off of every new sound
Maybe I'm angry and maybe I'll drown in some sequins
Jesus, shine like a beacon
Back in the hallway, called me a freak then
Ditch

taking trips maybe skip town
Love when you make them sounds when I shoot rounds
Know my bitch gone shoot too watch us get it in
Come and count with a nigga

you best step away from the mic before I get Ike Turner on your ass.

Aw fuck
You wanna get jumped chump punk?
Come press your luck by our whole crew we

(No suckers)

[ VERSE 1 ]
I leapt over giants beats, did death-defying feats
With the underground sound that keep supplyin the streets
The fiends