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time on my side so I'm resettin' the clock
Got a step-by-step method to get to the top
Tryin' to forget about my L's, call it memory loss
Yeah I've got

Killa J, ExXx Content, and Triple Threat runnin this shit (You know!)
I've gotta maintain, I've gotta get changed, I'm holdin it down from Ohio all

reunions, I want to proudly pronounce my bloodline traces back to John J. Thomas, who was born on November 5, 1876, and Lula F. Edwards Thomas, who was born

Uh
Aha
Yeah
Tch, you don't wanna fuck around

C-A-L-I-B-J-O-N-Y-R-O-C-K-Z
C-A-L-I-B-J-O-N-Y-R-O-C-K-Z
I'ma get you with the middle and right

Buzzin'

Mann

Buzzin'

2010

to the way I fix my hat
I'm, back
Fresh like some new J's
Brodie got next NBA 2K
I'm too paid
Shaded with some ladies
Reppin' my city
West L.A. baby

147Calboy, niggas, envy me
Like why would I trip? My lil' bro, he my mini-me
Bitch, I live by that smoke, yeah, I'm damn near a chimney
Got a message,

Wu-Tang, reprezentujem clan
J-J-Jay-Z, Kanye, strážim trón
Cole a Kendrick originál, ne klon
Deph a Ba2s má pod kontrolou Chaozz
I-I-Indy a Wich, hudbou

It later when I'm elderly
I thought by now, I'd stop rappin'
But I just made too much of
Profit off it to stop it, it has to happen
Got

hoping that you trap
I'm just hoping you try to try me
Get drag around by your suit tie
You can catch me in the foreign city
Where they don't even know I

naar je fam
Mijn nigger Bems, die heeft een kleine Benz
Dus ik moet harder rennen
Voor die motherfucking bands
Ik ben super streng, mijn album stond op

bless you like you just sneezed
I think you niggas know by now I do this shit with ease
Man, everything I ever made a fuckin' masterpiece
I'm

pitched autotuning, mumble rappin' ass, I'm confused
Cause twelve year old's are like I'm influenced by these rappers, I like their music
Then realize if

laid, bitch
She suck me way too good
I finna bust on her like first aid
First mixtape on Soundcloud, got hella hit's
First album got paid that nigga

dirty the south
cnd I Been There i Done That

Power Verse

cnd the day that your album go on sale for the first hour
Just remember like Nas , I Gave You

those gangsters
I'm allergic to those bullets
They say Sho be a rapper or a hooper
In Golden State, I'm a warrior surrounded by those shooters
Dad

and live it like I'm J cause I got bigger dreams
I face it fighting with my demons tryna’ find a theme
I can not think about the good I got another scheme

by
Can you tell me why
Why everything gotta be about you?
Now you ain't getting love
And you see how much we do
This something we getting used to, damn

all I see
All I see all I see
Is stars and light
Stars and light

Sometimes it feels cold like eight degrees
And sometimes the nigga getting J's for

look act and sound and same
They'd rather see me clash make me
Push back my album date
By any means necessary
Get me on a Malcolm wave
And now they got

I'm about to go crazy on 'em
Shout out to that nigga J. Cole, man
One of the only motherfuckers I fuck with

They counted me out, as if God don't

of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't

be told, I let em be
I let em go, they borrow flows, the petty thieves
I cant keep them, thoughts leave ya, thought deeper
More than a role like Ray J

skąd załatwia ziom pirackiеgo Soundforge'a
I nie wiem co to jest wieloślad, więc by wokal dograć
Zgrywam na kasetę w boomboxie z komunii, każdy podkład

Chilling by the palm trees long bread come with tall cheese
Being a boss come with small fees
It ain't a crime unless the law sees

I got hating niggas that