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hope it never slow up
I done came a long way to make it here
Gotta thank God that I made it here (yeah)
Respected by every hood, nigga, throw up

We do not have to react with that part of us,
Disassociate your mind from the dark of the past,
You can only be defined by cart of your arts
Tell me if

name should be Carol City

Fake niggas found face down in abandoned buildings
Picture pennies, fair cases get you
A lengthy sentence
Niggas

What u know bout getting up at, Five in the morning, to drive to a performance
Rhyme and record it, all before four hits
Thats the typa shit that I

apocalyptic 
a pot to piss in and pile of paper got me populating
different realms for consciousness
I plot the graves of any opposition 
so clexander get

I was raised by the realest
In the trenches with gorillas
I can wait to make it tryna feed my dawgs
Got my niggas in this bitch and the down to take

hang around and they always seem to get in the way
When I want so badly to trust my fate to come what may…

If I wasn’t so pig-headed I could find my way

me taste it
Salt of the ocean's not in your tonic
I'm one of many in the skid rows
Why choose me are you guys that low
It doesn't hurt to get by
Not

North to south 
I'll arrive
Helps get by but that shit can be mind draining
And I feel myself corroding but that's fine ain't it
Lets go 
I got to stay in

went and got on and now I'm getting on with it 
Yeh it's time to get the fuck on with it 
I'm sick of being cold and broke in a shitty house 
Sick

Yeah, yeah 
Pluto

I don't hang with rats, that's some new type shit
Get a nigga whacked on the news type shit
Sip and drankin' Actavis on some

Litttle pig little pig let me in
Not by the hairs of your chiny chin chin
The big bad wolf won't fool me again
Little red riding hood came through

You're the kinda guy who thinks
As you stay poor and your pay shrinks
The rich deserve everything they get
You could be in charge some day
If you

I'm ducking and driven
That's a thousand dollar outfit, what the fuck is you rippin'?
You trippin', one record could get my ass in position
Death

I been cooling by myself dont need no help
AMG Im cruising, glock up in the self
Bitch I keep a metal, got one in the shelf
Drowsy, oxycodone fucking

never confide (never)
In authority, not the kind
Me and Ro was just buildin'
That's my ahk, but he call me, "Slime"
Had to get out and grind
Watch

like I'm chopping up eighths
Oh god damn it, Flow put the gold in the green old planet
D. hit the free throw from a green line, five pounds green gonna

patience
I can't never trust

Analytics in my phone
I just got hella bucks
We got that pack when we walk by
I know you smelling us

You need to give me trust

Live at the Barbeque

Main Source

Wild Pitch Classics

1994

Nasty Nas is a rebel to America
Police murderer, I'm causing hysteria
My troops roll up with a strange force
I was trapped in a cage and let out by

God (my God), top five, number one, quit trying to even the odds

Signal going in and out (prr), swimming at the house (wait)
Live with no doubts

pulled out wit a vise grip
And a nigga strangle you until you lifeless
Anytime my niggas get in a crisis
Like my bitch we always keeping them tight lips

Honor Killings

Exodus

Blood In, Blood Out

2014

and jury with zero degree of moral culpability
Death by lapidation
The law of Islam nation

Heed obey! Get on your knees and pray
Heed obey! Five times

What More Can I Say

Jay-Z

The Black Album

2003

fingers on this one
What more can I say to you?
Get my grown man on
Let's go!
(What more can I say?)

Now you know ass is Willie
When they got you in

of the fund to relocate

Perhaps there's peroxide in all the gas tanks of every single car
Farmer jack owns, well that would certainly get revenge on that
Mean