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see the glow now they acting like they know wasn’t messing with the kids call me back after the show never been the average joe swear this life is all i

a bubble

Hmm, booty that is new to this shit
Been cool since a kid and I won't stop
Till the globe's in my grip, I let it slip
Straight to the ground, give

streets guys be running with splinters
Rather than raise they kids they wanna be block spinners

You threw the AR over your shoulder like suspenders
You

someone bigger than me and him
Why do I feel like I can't trust someone who shares my same skin
Why do I act so paranoid, depending on the block I'm in

a block off in my shoes
His mama called  me with the news and I instantly cried
Imagine how it really rained the day my partner died
Remember being in that

NOT.
Poppin this.
Diss track. On a dock.
45 Glock. Shots.
On that 8 Mile block. (POP)
Remember, GOD. I am NOT. A RAP GOD!

So, go suck on my rap cock!

Days pass by with different shade
In a glance, it was my heart you took
In your eyes, I was just a closed book

Time to move on, to start something new

I'm the definition of what you call an independent
I ain't trippin, I'm flippin, so I'm free to spend it
No limit, just put it on my tab kid
I

always ever known
No practice, fresh like out the package
Hug the block like I got new traction
So active, all about that action
Spit it and I hit it like

have a woman that's worth it
Two little kids, picket fence, that's perfect
Your body is perfect
Big shades withcha big purses
Reis at ya service
True,

of the chronic
Ironic how Jalen is serving a Butler
Knickerbocker go eleven
Had to block the homie Devin
Rock with Hart but no Kevin
Game one, twenty two, seven

a young nigga with some brand new kids
Many comin' up out of him, holdin' his lips
Just a real young nigga but I threw them like spinks
Blew them black Gulf

a young nigga with some brand new kids
Many comin' up out of him, holdin' his lips
Just a real young nigga but
I threw them like spinks
Blew them black Gulf

where to find it at
I'm feeling stressed

Sickened by the bloody bags
Dripping from the illest intentions of
Stoned killers in the projects dealing

Call the Cops

Hell Rell

New Gun in Town

Ruger Rell so shorty what it is
Put this burner on ya kid in the stroller by his bib
No MTV Cribs but I'll show you how I live
Couple pots on the stove

Who Are You

Fluent

Underground Famous

2004

labels only props they get is in Saturday Night Live skits
Then off buildings for tryin to diss me this and that
Kidnapped they kids like I was starrin' in

whenever
Whatever the weather
They'll never be better
Forever be lesser
I bring in the terror
No effort

But still they don't wanna acknowledge the kid

They

Bam when I flip the shit like Aunt Jemima
Used to sweat a lil Hundo 
Now I count by thousands
Superstar on your block 
But can you reach the counter

police walking up knowing they can't talk to us
Ain't no stopping this re rock from hitting the block with us
I'm on some new shit you couldn't see with

I’m putting in GTA FIVE 

People coming into my world

I kick’em out before they enter

Got me up all night playing Transformers 

I Got beaten by 11

swallowed by a cold duvet
cnd the kids are gonna have a snow day

I couldn't bear to find out how the story was gonna end
So I closed my eyes and went

D.C., Somalia, North Philly, Philippines, Houston, New Orleans
All ghettos, all barrios, worldwide

What you know about this poor man's journey
He's

khawatile, O ba bone bana ba
I know the future
All of your fans should be expecting all kinds of defeat
Zimbabwe, Nairobi, Nigeria, London
Le botlhe ba

Combat

Sunz of Man

Elements

2004

bond
I'm reckin on this mike man, fuck that kid

What up

I'mma transport inside the mind that ya got
And I'mma transport to a braisol and drop