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just don't make 'em like me
Lately protectin' my peace... pursuin' my savior
(Lord God, I come to you a sinner... Inshallah)
Apologies accompanied by

2SEATER

Tyler, the Creator

Cherry Bomb

2015

for them all
And by the model of my vehicle you know that I ball
A 92 but 91 the year that Tyler was spawned
And if I crash in the woods then I'mma

Wait two secs, let me spark this zoot
My niggas, they don't talk, they shoot
Roll up slow, then I park that coupe
And the game got fucked by

I walked through the door with you, the air was cold
But somethin' 'bout it felt like home somehow
And I left my scarf there at your sister's house

The crowded house the lonely room
You choose your fate babe you seal your doom
Find yourself crawling down the polluted streets
You're at the mercy of every

Brown Paper Bag [Bonus Track]

Birdman

Like Father, Like Son [Bonus CD] [Clean]

2006

of that maybac and it cost five hundred thou
When the nigga, spent then with a smile
Stacking numbers that alarm and race
White house still moving bricks

work clothes or a dress shirt
Lesser men became intimidated by the alpha male
Hated for the great amount of tail that I'm about to nail
Bound to fail

Barely on the second album and my mind is on the seventh problem is that  
Most of y'all think I'm overzealous but I promise that 
I'm apprehensive when it

Know’ and ‘Pop The Trunk’
And I was gone, no turning back, Shady Records for life
By that time I’d picked up the pen and began to write
‘Kings Never Die’

into the deep end
By unpopular demand
But what I been through’s what I wrote through
I cuss, fuss, but courteous as fuck when I approach you
This album's

straight
Burnouts in a closed space
Still blow the O's, but it's no vape
Homie album like a mixtape
Now he follow orders that I dictate
Chances are you gon'

lights oh it hurts the most at night
I'm losing you

Losing you
Losing you

If I have my own album by the age twenty three
And my music takes me

scheme) 

When you’re in that glass house
If you ain’t  throwing no rocks
Then do the dishes/

Petty my faults/
Vaulted/
Penny for thoughts/
Akward/

Often

Kurdish
I would love to record my next album in my own language
My native and while I understand
Why you wouldn't want that
But if in between you Turks
We

with his head
Bullets kick his back, if he try to duck & run off on his mans
Check me out nigga, I did 25k off like three albums by myself nigga
They

a album don't you call this one a tape
RIP Sad Frosty copped a crib up by the lake
This hit gon last forever bump in 2028
Aye I done came too far just to go

needs a win
My pride isn't written
I might be offended by my intuition
How do I piss myself off
Listen
I'm just a guest in the house of rap but I pay rent

my album off by giving you guys a lesson
Don't ever let love torture you cuz being single a blessing
And my shawty if you hearing this ill send you

we sold fiends them caps
Now the beats claim tax cause they heat like packs
Fresh off the conveyer like new tarmacs
Grew up in a house where the walls

that this album might just promote me to greatness
Now I'm innovating, elevating my state of mind
Laying bars like building houses, my estate of rhymes

We're going to start this off by saying It's Dolph
Yea that a major lost
Them folks just ran in lil bruh house
Yea that's another lost
We're going to rep

attention 
I was distant 
I focused on the posters on my wall 
Caught a vision 
Now my words fall in rhythm 
HIP HOP made a difference 
Making albums ain't

down) selling by the G (the g)
My partner having Addy's (my partner) I wont never go to sleep (I'm up)
I said fuck the job (fuck that) imma serve these

madness?
Is it madness?
Is it madness?
Or is it madness?

Ripping every track that I'm rapping 
Like greatness is what we demanding 
But I never abide by no