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lives
and because soldiers are crossing borders armed with guns
children are dying as final result - man fuck the world
Wars waged by puppets because it's

Momma use to tell me be in by the street lights 

But I ain’t listen I was out here tryna get mine 

Feel like Billie Jean use to make the little girls

hot, no way I stay on top like a title (hater)
I’m bad like Michael, sending heat, don’t know where I might go (blaaow)
I murder idols, this nihh washed,

But my heart's too full
My heart's too full

2 day shipping
On thoughts and prayers
To the Twin Cities
If every officer’s clip
Was like mayoral office

Verse 1: 

Another black man gettin murked by the cops
Why you pullin cams out you a bird in a flock
Then you talk bout how you want the purging

at home
Young nigga but jit act grown
Thug niggas don't live that long


VERSE 2

And you know when the hammers blow
We slanging that K when it's time to go

papi
5 drinks In I realized I’m getting litty with a thotty
 
 (verse)

Two snaps on the snare baby let’s go

Pulling on her hair she like when I go low

lights, thats what pops say
Tryna go global over night, give me front page 
So tell me, why I’m bothered by this lil’ minutiae
Same reason you wear

Wreckersvale
Lotta two six three's in the house tonight

You know we bad bad bad bad
You know we bad bad bad bad
Tell them I'm back
Tell them I'm

subdued
Magnetism and rhythm, electric water
Incubation uninhibited, unlimited order
No borders just a barrier, or two
The more the merrier, or the more

How you bragging bout murders
When you down a couple bodies?
How your whole crew keep getting shot
But you ride with a couple shottys
No one

slips in the gutter
Burning the ground won't stop shaking it crumble
Murder and rapists start touching on mothers
Atheists ducking for safety the White

Oh my god, they killed Kenny

Harden trying to get free
Down to three, down to two, it's a three
Goal! Goal! He got it

Houston I'm high like

eating but really he famished
I pick up the bag then I vanish
I'm high by myself on my own planet
They see what I do and they can't understand it
Like I

at night despite what others might have done
A single Mother raised two sons
In a city of guns, money, and murder Capital Tax written by Street Profits
Who

still live in segregation 
Yet we trust these mufuckas wit the delegation, I'm waitin 

[Verse 2]
Hey it's me, I ain't want nothing just stopped by 
Just

bloody murder
Gnashing her teeth and mumbling about
Something in the woods wanting to hurt her
The trees did something reprehensible
Then she put that same

the way
I look you dead in ya face
Say I love you see the smile on ya face
Right by yo side you ain't alone in this race
We get alone I wanna see you in

underground king when i rhyme
Am a street baller am not ronaldo or messi but am a real scorer
Olori elewele baddest murder shocker i be lyrical killer
Call

It's the President's precipice
Not Vice like Mike Pence
His two cents won't pay my bills
Owe me time stills
Shake it in the pan like it's bacon

I'm doing fine
Tell them not a single worry goes by my mind
The hard times, the troubles that I did escape
Can't keep me up at night, well not too late

Come inside
Kids cant even play
No more just by the steps
Lucky if you live to see
21 it's savage
I see one two three brothers
Lying in the casket

won't offend me cause I'm protected by the made of me
Yes I'm married
I got the cash on my mind I don't need to worry
Pass me a million I'll make it two

trying to turn the coldest
Hoping maybe I'll let it all pass by
Baby I'm eyein these past lies
Lately I'm living a fast life
Hate on me but I don't ask why