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I've been chiefin', chiefin', havin' trouble breathin'
Tryna keep up with myself, I'm always speedin'
Bout to beat your fuckin' ass, Liam Neeson
Double

on the track
Watch me jump on the track what's my vertical
The doctor the DJ I'm surgical
My flow is a cancer
CatScan the beat and it's terminal
Yeah, yeah

do imprisonment 
Beat it bloody, that's on period like the end of sentences 



Man, I'm tryna see comma's before the fucking decimal!
Yeah, I been

a bone to pick
Already burned em up, they smoldering
I'm on this beat, I'm on this hook
I made your track, you stole my look
This is for you my 7-3-2

the complete lock and beat stock
Now, all the horny heffers wanna dangle on my *errr!*
Down by the dungeon with the cracks on the wall
Buffoon, I'm like a mink

now I cant get her outta my head
I woke up off a 8th now she on the side of me in my bed
Raised by a real nigga careful how you deal with her

Track runner; i run it up
Accountant; i count it up 

$$

If y'all talkin trash we both know ya done
Ghxst writin writtens cuz he's the one
like yo

by the door, louder than a bomb
All the way down the street you heard his song
"Roll up, roll up, tonight is a night
Freddie Frost gives his last

its found by cops
Then Im plopped into a trunk
With a thump
She’s told to relax
Pulled from the trunk to another vehicle
This one on tracks
Im thrown

the system, break the code
In the virtual labyrinth, our secrets unfold
A cybernetic heartbeat, beats in time
In this neon city, where futures climb

Neon rain

to aim, I don't think twice
Should've known by now, Yvng Demon's not nice
Making all my enemies pay the price
Back in 8th I was dropping these guys like

Someone's dad passed out in the street
The wind-up key woker bees
Buzz right on by
At night he still lies
There 'cause nobody cares

Insects with

[Liffy Stokes]
Nineteen-ninety-muthafuckin'-eight
Mobsta elite's back up in this muthafuck 'em (Bitch)
And we airin' out all you

time
Astro sent me four tracks
Normally I'll charge eight stacks
Spit a rap then I send it back
He about to go master that
I'm killing this beat no mask

describe my wraith on track eight
Begin descent into
My nocturnal odyssey, all in bad faith

A Gangster and a Gentleman

Styles P

A Gangster and a Gentleman

2002

liquor and weed was heavy
And have me and corone their dreams

By the time I was seven my mom left my pop
Then we moved to the south side of Yonkers,

a sad face
Merry Christmas
This is lit mas
Working on these tracks like it's fitness
Boxing up the beat cuz we hit this
Fire bars equipped this
Making

Coming to you live from MD records
Labra on the track
We just getting started yeah
I gotta go get me a big bag
Fly out to Paris and then back
Eyes

to the apex
What's the latest? Infinite eight, Kobe ball for the Lakers
Dunking on you amateurs, get air nos canisters
Aye yo the way I killed the beat I should

From the hymns of Cotton Pickers to the Break of B-Boys
This is that free noise rap's revival speakers Rejoice
My soul is deployed in Kangol's eight

to a track meet

I been creepin off a uppa I ain't sleeping til I bussing 
ck from eight tre it's official that bitch Russian 
These niggas act like bitches

future looks muddy
Cause you just can't beat my buddy

Word, break it down break it down Ready

We've won so many battles
People think it's a trick
That

stopped motion and captured attention
Picked up the sticks and never quit the addiction
Repercussion was love for my drumming and commitment
Beat takes me

(Bates is on the beats bitch)
(Skrrt skrrt, skrrt skrrt, skrrt)

So I just signed that, I hope it pays back
Couple millies need a chase that,