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inside my palm
This atomic penmanship enables me to write a bomb
Drop a song and wipe them all out
Long before the day they even see my final form
Hell

on the internet (crazy)
That's another issue for another song (yeah)
So please don't make me get into that (don't make me do it)
Never go by the rules of a bitch

Square Two

Buck 65

Square

2003

away from a man on a mission.
Wow bob, wow wake up and smell the coffee
Enjoy the scenery and the sounds of machinery.
Me and the man with the hair

Alright alright bro
We know you can make a good song and all
But can you actually spit bars thought?
Cuz like half your songs bro
They were like
Off

competition when it come to this yea I stand alone
I make rappers pay cuz theyon drop it when we make a song
Leave the Stu knowing I killed you you might not

cost me relationships but not my life
Took half my medications by the fist full, why'd I drop the knife
Picked up, dragged up the stairs and then was

historical times ours on records
Welcome to a parallel universe
You were tryna sing this song but never knew the words
They would orchestrate it for choirs all

on

Now I'm Sittin' here writing you this song

You were dressed in all black

Skintight pants

Kind of nervous but I told you that I like that

I was

to claim'em?
This for my indentured

Entrenched by that 13th 
Amendment in repetitious 
Conditions built by
Vicious inventions 

Sent on a mission to
Force

Told him bout to flood the city, tell your team to up production

And this song ain't got a hook, just let me flow, no interruption
Always watchin' how

sucking one tit
Them pink belly niggas is who you run with
Making half ass songs, shitty snares and one kick
I hate your damn sound, don't like it one bit

days until...?)
(Eight days until what?)
Nine!
Is your vision here? Always tryna tell me love is blind
But it's crystal clear
This my longest song since

get to the top of this mountain
Top of the mountain
Top of the mornin
Look im not tryna convince you of nothin
Theres songs that ive made i wont play

running like twenty one
16 songs, got 5 hits
And I just dropped July two,six
I want yall to come and witness this
Niggas they envy me
Act as a friend, but

And I grew up around all women so respect is the highest for ‘em
Saw my older sister cry one time ‘cause this dick guy made her fall apart
Wanted to just

up and comes to a stop
Like man what a funny thought the both of them 10 feet apart
It made me think back to a song by Kendrick Lamar
Called how much

gave the half to gang
Stick won award by the way that hoe sing
He gone fight for his life talking bout he gone swing
Grove street pockets feeling like CJ

to sing this song
Fearnley’s concertina will be the soundtrack of his life
While he rolls into the grave a mess who never dodged a fight
His memory should

put a hole in your head, then my niggas gon' dip
Don't you ever try to push me, I'm too close to the edge
If I pull this bitch out, half of you niggas

before
No guns but still caught in the wars, PTSD

I know it's a lot to swallow in a song
But whole volumes come along
And roll by with no result
And folks

you don't have
And the wealth that I have not half (no you don't)
We still killin' 'em to this day not bad
G imma let you have the rest of this pad

I'm bout to fuck the game I think about it like a perv

This ain't something that i need it's something i deserve

cnd I've been owed that for

rights
I got pride when I do this rap shit
Eat it slice by slice
Like I was a fucking fat kid
I’m comin’ for that pie 
I ain’t talkin’ bout that graph

to flag-burners
One man's inertia is another man's purpose
In the utopia of song, we are victorious
But the bitter sweet reality
Is not this glorious
Power