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I get paid for shows I fell in love with the back end
Labels tryna sign me all in my face with a black pen
I know she love me looking back she make

of my siblings was taken by older brother
While you doin chores, dont peek behind barricaded doors
Next childhood stolen was yours
Papa sittin blindfully

Removed the black lenses off my face (Lord) I can finally see 
enemy throwing salt but that just don't phase me . Learned to be a man of God and not let

You niggas want a bag, but don't wanna work
You act like Squidward (I'm Mr krabs)
Your bitch an acrobat, ya get the gang
And we gon' flip her (Tuck

One Day

Preme

Light of Day

2018

blame him? Can you blame him?
With his life straining face with the ultimate ultimatum
You either starve
Play the sideline and get involved
They urge

safe, police engage in battle everyday
The new triple K
Innocent brothers dying
Captured on camera right in your face
A system so corrupted they get

dry humping 
A hundred thousand up in all whites that's a dry hundred ugh 
Just let me know something you leave him in his head 
Yea brother bitch I'm

Don't really wanna face him you
Ain't covered by the blood your not
Saved the devil mad cause he know he
Not saved igit bruh we saved by his
Grace igit

fuck around
Act like you know how to act when the boss around
I don’t hold my tongue for no bitch ima call you out
Slide on your brother he asks what’s

told a broken clock is right at least twice a day
I had to learn the harder way like Penny Hardaway
Went to my uncles funeral and I couldn't see his face

I'll turn up where your college or centre is
And send you six you dickhead
I've let so many violations slide G
Guys don't like me and now they wanna get

and thigh for you
He's the reason you're alive and not high up in the sky, I
Can't believe his face is foreign to your eyes 
And I hate that you don't

the motherfuckin' monster is back
Blow for blow, handin' out these deadly heart attacks
My csian brothers are dealin' out a heavy game
We don't want fame, it's either

your book!)
I don't ever judge, just give em tests
Then I grade em (Sheesh!)
You gotta take your time
I'm not here to waste a rhyme
To help out yours

nigga, don't get it fucked up
36 O's, still do the front tuck
How could you ever think that
Rap had me pumped up
When that powder white come
In by

We Ready 2000

Pastor Troy

Pastor Troy for President

2000

There's a hundred ways to die
Up in the mist, surrounded by these evil men
Got to stay hi',
Grab the pistol and I let 'em fly, just like hulk
So what, I

a crowded basement
Sitting adjacent 'caine vapors raining, carbon faces
Decrepit humans, sit in ruins, suicides are amazing
Flagrant patients, inhaling icy

brother came home in a box
But he wanted to go, so maybe it was his fault
Another red heart taken by the American dream

And I feel it there, in

untouchable
Yellow tape him, put his family on the TV like the Huxtables
I'm feeling indestructible, the juice got me dysfunctional
And being down don't last

the reason the DJ's half hearted
You're a dark bastard
Hit his wife years in the past
Gotta blast it
I don't lie I just spit bare facts
I'ma merk Will
Like

metal to his back just to build ya stacks 
You don't trap you just trapped 'Cuz the real you untapped

No time for fake niggas (Fake niggas) 
Or the fake

passengers in the magazine
Fuck nigga ill put your face inna magazine
My new gun look like it came from a factory
One in the head so thats 11 causalities 
Duck

of dummy fun
My bread looking sweet like a mother fucking honey bun
She eating on my meat like she hungry for the yummy yum
Don't bring your girly friends

creator
Anything I do truss me it's major
I Don bang man straight in his face
Make his eyes roll back call me Joe fraizer
Or big Muhammad Ali U know who I