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labels hang you by a rope now
Sold out
These labels leave your body coked out
No doubt
And on the day you overdose, count
All the album sales

And put me down on my knees
I wrote an album a month
That´s what I´m best on i ain´t in a bed
But still I´m getting slept on
Trynna find another rapper

I am 10 albums in now
And no one you know
Gives you anything
Nothing is handed to you
So I gotta take it
And you know
Claim my claim
I am hip-hop

an album by Traverse 
c collection of different emotions, thoughts
Triumphs and tribulations
Enjoy

I'm jus' tryna get by quick
I'm tryna drop my shit
I just wanna know when I'm gon' get my hit
Patience ain't enough I get it
I hope y'all respect my

mind
Writing with these lyrics that I find
Coming with these words that link rhymes
I think not when it comes to this
End of the album, finish this
I

crisis that I'm in
Don't chime in
Front block like a line men
No longer co-sign it
Album two, you'll get what that line meant
Clearing shit up just like my

This the Outro on the
Album Of The Year
When truth seekers meet gate keepers with loaded heaters
Haters never check us it's tricky like my Adidas

Got it straight from source that it was just a fad
But sometimes I can't help it and then I feel sad
"So you got rejected, move on, take the hit

The lyrics specific, the ocean Pacific
The album explicit and I'm only spitting the truth
And if by lake or by river the water be working, the Nibo be lurking

Co-signed by Alchemist, stamped by Babu
Executive Produced, yours truely, got loot
It's a new day, phones still tapped
Watchin' the crew
They put out one

I ain't never ran never will how you feeling yo the fam know the fam know the deal
Hit the spot hit the spot just to celebrate let them hate

Yeah, said I might not be so bad, gotta leave it all I know the past is the past
Been through all the tests and I've been hoping to pass
Till we hit

Who done left their kid behind and sent a check
Cause they can't bother, real shit
I was raised by my brother and my mother
I'm unique, every problem

Yeah, this is what's happening right here
Go to MySpace, slash Little J X
Check him out, y'all
This the official mixtape before the album
It's

hits than Gary Barlow 
More skills than Ronaldinho  
We'll be making 10 tens the dough 
Multi-Platinum albums and sold out shows

up above
If you coming at me just know that you getting bodied by singer named Truelove
I be so proud of me
You cannot talk to me,
Album of the year

hoes
who knows where the night might go, hit the doe
like yeah, blinded by the glare of the strobe light
see something i like its going down on sight

chicks and get some digit's
And the DJ's playing them hit's
"Oh, this my jam! This my shit!
We don't know a word to a verse
All we know is the chorus

harder to play me
Than to fiddle backwards
Don't act like you knew my tactics
Cause when it hit's the fan
You know I stand last
I see through your true

Walk On Water

Gucci Mane

The Return of East Atlanta Santa

2016

It's the return, East Atlanta, Santa!

Off the wall, off the chain
Off the top, I'm off the leash
So many freaks coming by the spot
Had to move,

The Grand Finale

N.W.A

The N.W.A Legacy, Vol. 2

2002

This is your album, so that means you definitely got to get funky, so run it

[The D.O.C.]
Swinging, singing a brand new rap
On a rhythm concocted by

Blackout

DMX

Tribute to DMX

2005

lightin' the green
I need the bucket, even though I look right in the beam
Judge find out it's my team, he boost they bails
Niggas throw us on they album

Power

Ice-T

Power

1988

stalker
Words thrillin', so real they're chillin', the hit author
Gettin' louder than a shot gun, you don't want none
Rhyme pays was the name of the album