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serious
I am indigenous
For my street
Dem dey see
And dem dey feel us
I get one voodoo
For my back
Mine is jesus
As you dey see
I dey move
Jah no go fail us

Two thousand light years away
I see a comet coming down from the sky
It’s unusual to see an event coming on by
Nobody ever saw this coming like

the politics (politics)
Why they feeding us mediocrity.(mediocrity)



I’m in these streets steady hustling 
So I’ll b damned if an officer try to hustle me

you tryna hold me homie
I hit hard like the FED
Keys to the city I'm married to the streets
Who am I? I OG as
In gorilla comin' down milla
This Fort

don't they put my name all on tha check
When I've been working so hard harder then the vets
Cause all of my niggas be as solid as i am
We staying by Zion

raised by the streets
What you say you want? A mother fuckin half piece?

I don't sell drugs no more mother fucker
Now I pay the drummer. I ain't gotta pay

saying
I ain't friends with her
Am I the goat that I did interfere at a lunch table
And sit at a popular girls table
Then tell them about my record label

We kissed under moonlight - standing by your car
Where the street twinkled moonshine of every single star
I'm dancing over puddles headed back

but you'd rather try to compete
I am coming from a place of positivity
While surrounded by a constant push of negativity
Glorifying for you pages

Os ti'n meddwl bo' chdi'n gwbod...
am y cŵn ar hyd y lle.
Os ti'n meddwl bo' chdi'n gwbod...
am y cŵn.
Trugareddau. 
5 o'r gloch bora.
Tyd i gyfarth

Flexing everyday like I'm in Cali
Grew up in the streets left in the alley's
Bro what am I saying, this is way too serious, hold up I'ma switch it up real

daughter
Get on the block and go hustler harder
So these niggas get raise by the streets
Not for the fame cuz they needed to eat

I pick up that rock

us in a cage
Unless your shooting baskets
Guerilla Warfare
Lord knows
I peep ya tactics
This is signed by the aim of ya target practice
Blood stains
In

He don't need keyboards
He don't need guitars
He's a rapper rapping over a beat
And he's gonna mention by name every street
In this rap about Newport

utter devastation and desecration
Only to be compensated by communist occupation
Excuse my fragrance,
I am the shit
Pre-post, and after it
You're laughing

not an optimal decision
But my current situation is not what I envisioned
Although I'm cornered by deadlines and ambitions
Passing through the city

Joes is selling all we need back at home
But I cannot help this feeling that I am all alone
Chasing Mario in my basement by myself
Locked up like

to Vivaldi 
It's all connected with stings but with Egyptian magic I'll open your block sesame street

Now who lava than the core they wait for this man to get

and we burning them like flock by flock
Screaming at the world and you he gonna stop that clock
I'm a villain dripped down in the blood of all my enemies

meanly-worded verses
'Cause Queens needs a resurgence
Queens needed a surgeon - cut right to the heart of the matter
You dropped your album, but it hardly will

You here for me
Like I'm here for you
Staring in the mirror like who are you
Is it that your love free or are you abused
I love who I am
Just

your daughter 
Get on the block and go hustler harder  
So these l  niggas get raise by the streets 
Not for the fame cuz they needed to eat 

I pick up

alphabetical order
Everyone talking bout Livefromthecity
Cause Livefromthecity is hot in the streets
Everyone wanna fuck Livefromthecity
You could get a record

Mic test one, two
Alright, let's see what we do here
I don't do this very often
I'ma train of thought this
Set my pen against the page and rest my