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my confession, and I still count all my blessings

They come in different ways, some just be lessons
God gifted me with wisdom and understanding
I

Okay, I need an album cover, who trying to get paid

I got some raid for who buggin, who trying to get sprayed
Five tabs, but I ain't trying to sell

he is?
Kevin Crowley?  Marshall Mathers of the future?
I wish to shake his hand one day and tell Eminem
That his second album single-handedly

fog
Was my mind
Like I was chased by a dog
Named time
I felt just like a cog
In line
Rolled downhill like a log
Get grind

I thought that people hurt

the messenger, fire the preacher, they crow
Find the teachers, they don't 
I've been freed by fake folks
Stopping me, no they won't 
They won't stop my bank roll,

check the tally a negative sum

Yeah I do this shit without breaking a sweat

Parlay ya album let’s make it bet

Divy ya music and add up the odds 

For

(that’s right)
Cut off a lot of my peers
Cause they been consumed by their fears

Had to go deeper within
I put my faith in the pen
Had to go scribble out

Mista Tung Twista

Tung Twista

Runnin' Off at Da Mouth

1991

Tung kiss ya like a sister
Then I'ma let it be known that it's the way that I throw
That's makin the funk of the lyrical glow
And how I tell it, yo Cav

College just a place for teens to do drugs and fuck 
And fail their classes, be dicktating like a fascist 
They start to move way slower than Molasses 
But

Hustler

Blac Haze

Blac Haze

2004

feat. Animal, Trav

I'm a hustler, not by choice (1x)

[AZ]
I didn't fall from heaven, I rose from hell
Bigboy, get bagged, he gon' hold my

to the chest
If by chance they got a vest
However nevertheless
I'm lookin' for that real deal
Shit that make me feel pleasure and pain
Ain't no way to measure

it
I say, I wanna keep it, and not give it up
I say, I wanna keep it
And I like it just the way it is

For the deaf people who will
Never hear this

laid, bitch
She suck me way too good
I finna bust on her like first aid
First mixtape on Soundcloud, got hella hit's
First album got paid that nigga

(Mason)

Picture this, little Fred out there really hittin' licks
By 15 he's locked in jail but no one didn't visit him
It's cool though, 'cause

we from that small town (hold up)
I tried to hit that (hold up), but I got shot down (hey)
Who knew we'd cross paths way, way, way down the road?

dangerous and Im armed
Like Arnold Schwarzenegger out of fcukin Commando
You know we're gonna show you the fcukin way
The GLC way.
You know can't fcukin go

shed a tear
Either way, lay away the game
Pick it up later for some lay ups

You slip & miss, step ya pay up
See me comin' I'm on the way up
I'ma

growing grey hairs
I might even shed a tear
Either way, lay away the game
Pick it up later for some lay ups
You slip and miss, step ya pay up
See me comin'

John Wick
Album on the way
Had to take my time
Cook it right
Cav the flick of the wrist
Don't stare too long
Might take your eye sight
You go blind

Take Off

Bob & Doug McKenzie

One Hit Wonderful

1999

Yeah, your fault. 
You are such a hoser. 
There's no way I'll ever do another record with you hoser. 
Okay, that's fine! I'll do a solo album. 
Fine

shootin', sike, I made you look

Yo, I spilled my guts last album and y'all thought it was suicide
The snakes in the grass and the rats in the sewer died

I sit down and study the greats, way before my pen hits the pape
Now I am rockin' that Louis with the Fendi and Bape
I'm talkin' my shit, I'm Will

spend that shit
Invest it in some real estate
Put the money offshore
Sneak it out the back door
Meet me at the drugstore
Two albums dropped
Guess that was

a sample
Countin' them racks, no racket like tennis
Tickin' the clock and you countin' the minutes
I bar like DeMar, the way that I shoot
Shot in a drive-by