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all these rappers
Can you show me where my kids at
I don't find 'em cool or tough
I think that they ain't schooled enough
Fools with tattooed faces

I'm sort of just bored of the ones, that loiter
It's like they standing by my side, seeds they plant in my mind
Got me thinking that they with me while

All My Shootin's Be Drive-Bys

MC Hawking

E = MC Hawking

[MC Hawking]
Ah-yuh
That's right motherfuckers
I'm back, driving a funky track
I've got a story to tell you all, so listen up
You'll trip

just a matter of depictions
And what kitchen you stem from when yo mama was bakin
You see my mama was cooked up when she was faded
Off the face

you see
But I just leave it be
And God is real bro he’s for me and now I’m praying Jesus please
That my cues (Q) are (R) es(S)timated based off how

You are not speaking my language
Fam, I'm tryna eat, but you won't let me in the banquet
Go back to the bank quick, miss me with that lame tip
Need more

take me back
Got my backpack and raps and I'm facing crap
Want you by my side, just so you can hold me down
The realist girl that I'll find
In this awful

And We sell not tracks but facts, so act like you know or you gotta go hoe
Oh, my bad
What I meant to say was bitch, ain't you supposed to be at home

if I make this deal, God make this deal
You ain't chilling, you ain't got no, how you can say you got faith that you ain't got no skills
Yeah
You see

with child, huh?
Put a page on my computer with his numbers, say dial up?
His face and location to get justice through a trial, huh?
Shame me for not

say that the pen dance
Irriversbale and way to versatile i cant pant
Never caught lackin I'm happy I'm the mad man
Same energy for One0k or One0 fans

so many faces,
Seen many races in this world, 
And been to many places. 
They say that education is critical,
For you to make it, 
If you get that

the 90s
No way, I don't know how to say what's up, sometimes I find rhymes that don't add up
Lose track of what's good or what's messed up, been stacked

to drop fast
Over hot tracks or shall we say lounging in my alley way like Top Cat
Take 2 jungle cats and add one more and you have come face to face with

prime
Lost my direction
Fell to the bottom all I gotta do is climb
No face no case
Early beats had no bass
Never had a steady fan base
Leaving nothing no

a movie
They said they need some new Mundo
Well that’s my call to duty
Prolly won’t out work me
Fuck nigga
Ya'll gon' go have to shoot me yeah
It’s practice

Look, I'm a little bit twisted in the way that I perceive things
Some would say I'm gifted, to me it's more like a fever dream
Needling through my

fuckin that's right suckers run for cover
I'm in the sunshine 'cuz I know I got mine
Pimpin' is a sure thing buried in my bloodline
I do it all the time

raising the bar so high, need God for you to climb it
These tracks will raise the climate
That's hot, a heatwave
Staying grounded till all my songs stuck

fuckin that's right suckers run for cover
I'm in the sunshine 'cuz I know I got mine
Pimpin' is a sure thing buried in my bloodline
I do it all the time

at your garments, boy

What about that shit you say they did when I was broke? (Yeah)
And what about buyin' a ticket to get beat up at my show? (Yeah,

my face
Even after I defended all your shitty mistakes
I told my other friends, it wasn't you, that you could change
A concept that with hindsight, I

say the name
McBanes
From deep waters coming at you
To bless you with the new mic order

[Eno Red Rum]
Red Rum composer
Starlight symphony
Battling my

face and cut the lights out
It's my house

Get popped just like acne, run your shit like track meet
Wet your shirt real fast-ly, you pussies bleeding,