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attitude
I been rocking in a bad mood
And I'm saying something dumb too
I'll admit my faults but second
You gotta admit
You don't even know me, dude
And I

Yo
They say I changed like my phone number
But have you ever felt betrayed by your own mother?
My own niece, own sisters, and my own brother
There's

Wake up my head is spinning as I try to catch my breath
It's not very unusual for me to make a mess
My brother isolated, mom and dad sent him away
I

brother
(Hoh!)
Grammar nicer than ya pop's mother (grandma!) (Hoh!)
Lack of patience get your doc cut up (Hoh!)
All that cappin' get your top covered

the brothers you bled dry then left em for dead
How many hung up on your promise
Count the ones you misled
How many still be on your line, cause you won't get

and the stars align
I wonder then if we'll believe the sign
Hallelujah to the Queen of Sloth
Her wrath will spread our love will not
The hate amongst our brothers

heavyweight
The girl I love but don't know
She'd hit my line up like everyday
And the health of my mental wouldn't be paid for on layaway
It's safe to say
Any

on the go
I was hoping, but now I ain’t wishing for it, on some go getter shhh
This is a gunbi production
(Naaah, Naah, Naaah)
Little bitty homie running by

to happen, is my greatest fault today
The way I stand up for justice, is by responding with something to say
I promise I will no longer, turn the other way
For

said the team is trash
My mind still in past
While my body is present worried and by that
My brothers scared in the locker room
I stop to talk, they walk

together but just by a thread
Called some my brothers
And called some my friends
I love them to death but they wanting me dead
(Wanting me dead)
Fucking

brothers at the finish line
We gonna make it, know these labels Finna wanna sign
In consequences I told y'all that we gone break the charts
Wont split apart

round in a bentayga
Riding Riding round in a bentayga
Brand new scat just to piss of the neighbors
Told her I Will I'm surrounded by Jada's
I was just

Blood on the pages
Words, they're in red
Line the path I've been walking

Aly, my brother
It's too good to be true
Yeah, I see the birds

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ahh
Let's go, let's go, let's go
I may tell you a joke, I'll never tell you a lie
If we ever fell off, it's your fault cause I

figure it out
I got the gift of gab always down to hear you out

Loved you like a brother like we came from the same mother
Temptations we was like Otis

true
Bad hoes undercover, they wanna love this brother
Cause I'm known to love the others while I'm under covers
That's just another nigga sitting stoop

Yeah, yeah
Here we go with the same old shit
Lames always seem to run they lame old lips
And be way more equipped to forget their own lines
PM

Fat Tape

King Sun

XL

1989

I make real fat tapes, and I like the sound
Sayin' lines from the mind, never writin' em down
Though a talent I have had for quite some time
Not

I'm N Motion

Mac Dre

Young Black Brotha

what they do 
'Cause I'm no biter, Ill just write a 
Rap that caps on a young sucka that might a 
Step outta line, dissin' a ryhme 
becomin Mac Dre

Time Out

MDC

Magnus Dominus Corpus

2004

clock's still running

Fault line nukes fucking swell
Terrorist ready to blow us to hell
Machines hurry Ice Age
Richter's gage raging sage

Time out end

a mess so I set
Up camp at the crossroads
To wage war on the skulls and crossbones
I'm drawing these lines and
They're gonna be
Harder to pass than gall

(Uh, yeah)
(On The Money)
(On The Money)
We in a two three, bro know we control the zones
Who the hell is this on my line get 'em off my phone

the most
And if it ain't casualty that
Will be my fault
I happily devote my time to this like
I had a key of coke
How could you call Mercs your baby brother