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no free speech
Revelation burning what we teach
Man, you hate to see it, I'm American
Make some enemies and try to bury them
Pick your brothers up,

making
Fake smiles in the hallway as I pass by
Keep my head down don't meet their eyes
Keep out of sight out of mind
Don't be thinking bout me
All I wanna

too cocky
I think i'm more like Meek
Meaning i'm way more Rocky
No he didn't hail from Philly
But you can not NOT feel me
How could you not like WiLL E?

in the box, I'm Jane stripping
Overseas taking trips outta town, got plane sickness
I wanna feed the team, I wanna see my brothers shining living out

get none back
It's been some time, ain't hearing back
You've got a bond but feel it crack
Open up your eyes, you'll realise
You see lies, no surprise

said they had an informant
I'm back in this caged up cell
With the apes in jail, now I'm back in this eight by twelve
See I tried to live right
But

Nickel

Royce da 5'9"

M.I.C. (Make It Count)

2004

[Chorus]
(Nickel) Nine, witness me rippin' this apart
For sixty bars, the city is ours
We the M-I, C; the illest to ever spit on a track
So lean

I wanna see all your walls fall down
I wanna see where it all breaks
What will you do when I call you out?
When I'm getting up in your face

Now

life!
I'm from the dirty streets
You can't cleanse them with the bleach
Me, I'm no sheep
My minds out of harms reach
I stay woke like crack addicts who

in This World
But let's face it my nigga there ain't no saving This World
We gon make it
 
Will beat you down if you let it happen
Forget the slacking

Ain't no mistake
I'ma be making you pay
Ripping out your vertebrae
Ain't no escape
Don't even care if you pray
You fake and you stink of decay
You some

anthems
She-e dig-that green and she's pleasin'-them who got-some
I can't even see things, but I'm still trying to reach her
Put in my soul so I sow, shall

digits
They gone treat me like dentist I'm putting on clinics

Cause I'd rather pull a tooth then a leg or a foot
Cause pain will make you do some things

a clown?
More like the entire Circus!
My killing spree is endless
I'm never out of options
Unlike your only weapon
I show no signs of stopping!
And yes, I

Vice isolating
Eyes dilating
I’m annihilating
Come up out the (Grave)
Think you been a (Slave)
Shit
The way I see you think, I think you been a bit

your thing, you got me feeling insane
The way you're plaing your game, and girl I got no shame
I like Chicanas, there's something about them all
To have

too can play
Stop being upright be no sheep go astray
Work on yourself and the rest shall follow
Self confidence over being too shallow
I rather push

of something’s that make you critical 
And we get biblical but he’ll still show you what that metal do
Da da da da da
 See look now you red just out the blue
One

that she rolled up
So the whole club got smoke and the coke was like Goldust
Girl, work this out just like Cole does
Yeah sex and drugs, thought I

years just to write this verse 
Know my secrets, know my influence at my disperse
Hear this sound? It’s so rare to hear the pieces work 

No this music

crashing I try not to curve in

c bitch might leave you broke so I aint tripping off no girlfriend
Enjoy it while you here can't take it with you when

first and the search for the perfect life is an absurd thing
Love will find you when you're doing what you love
Getting green eyes from other's lives

'cause it don't market for wealth
And if so, my age range's broke
We ain't getting no help (But fuck that)
I'm supposed to know what I'll do for the rest

somewhere overseas, foreign sick
Thought you could fuck with me, by far Rem sick
Meek, Drake, Safaree, I see men in your pants
We call that Jelani, get it?