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I get it to get it
I made a fortune
They can't take the apron off him (Uh)
Feds tape recording
Weighing weight by the carton (Uh)
Raised by

anything yuh need
Cause I want to
Baby girl
You're a queen me nah stunt yuh
This man nah go scared to say him love yuh
Girl I need
I don't want ya
Give yuh

to hell cause I already won
The devil gave me fucking powers I don't need no gun
I'll kill a fucking soul just by looking at one

and two's
P's and Q's
You lost your way trying to fill in another nigga shoes
I don't even smoke like that but I smell like a whole pack
I don't feel nigga I

got it, you got it
My love you could never deny
I don't wanna leave you, don't wanna leave you
Always wan by your side

Say, I'on really care 'bout

a phantom
You hype your man up I gotta humble him down
Chicken got him fried he bound to fumble the crown
Wing it think it’s fly like he found it up in

on the ground
Contenders don't you even think to challenge the crown
Of these brothers who so elequently hold the beat down
Fuck the rigamarole, we vyin for

started shaking
Promised you wouldn't leave your so basic
Lost In a world of trouble
I got betrayed by my lover
It was my fault I loved her
But why in

Outside with them older boys Running about violence and cheese
Only rats get stuck in traps Mad at him for not getting taught
By the coyotes Drunk

they call me the Rzarector
I'm about to resurrect the mental dead, by diggin' up they graves
Bringin' 'em back to the surface

Niggas is caught up in

Poisonous thoughts but I'm not seven L
He was the biggest baller I could tell by his motives
Never promoted shit but always know who was holding
Catch him

the dollars
And keep you by my side
Don't wanna lose you, I need you in my life
Don't disrespect her, I forever keep me a nine
Speaking of my mama, never, let

controlled by?
Is it the tv? music? people? your flesh? fear? circumstances?
Or maybe your cell phone?
See, It should be God but we only call on Him
When we

Binging my favorite shows with cake
I slow down with some opiates
So I don't fear the end of days
Spitting out my tooth in Coca-Cola
Lick into

says he is my friend but I have grown quite cold 
Quite cold 
Quite cold 

The Erlking, by the horse, told me what I would need 
I asked him where to go,

We don't know niggas angles
Might be working with the feds
Heard the nigga was a rat
Well we just called a code red
Nigga used to sell crack
Got him

try to crown me
Fake smiles all around me
Drip hard no stylist
Thot bitch got mileage
Hot bitch pop molly
Rockstar my life got white girl Icarly
I took

on the freeway
I don't need a lawyer get him done by the freeway
Bad lil bitch she a rider she my freak bae
I never play around baby
You know I can put it down

My bridges are on fire, my bridges are burned
And I cried for the match but my tears all turned to silver
No more porcelain by the sea
The tide came

and bae like jack and jill went up that hill
But this jack don't fall i don't break no crowns
Cant take no breaks that'll only slow me down
This a game

Sorrow (Boots of Pain)

The Cavedogs

Soul Martini

1992

"Quadrophenia" blasts down the walls 
Of you and all other kids 
So don't bring up sorrow to me
Don't dream up sorrow to see 


Crown of sorrow, boots

Dead Man's Float

Sage Francis

Copper Gone

2014

by middle fingers, imagery lingered as the tires spun (it's tiresome)
Now conserve your energy and lay face-down in the waterways
Seek guidance from

off, Shake eh eh shake it off  
Shake eh eh shake it off away (X2)

When things in life try to get you down 
Don't you forget you've already won
Remember

could redeem (yea)
That’s how it was at first ( true )
Look at him now
He high
And mighty
And powerful
He also got the crown
No nigga brought him down