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This the prelude to the album
This is everything
If you can actually pay attention
Imma tell you everything
What do you want to know

Fuck it this

every scar Truth to every lie
Can't love correctly till you've been correctly loved
By the God who sent His Son from the sky above
He came down now me

the albums, she was the biggest fan of Yeezy
Playing graduation with every record on repeat
In between the songs
we would laugh, we would keke
In the back of my

than your video
Fuck a sadiddy ho
This that rap city flow, hit Flex
Let the city know, shit
By time you hear this
A nigga will be up on Arsenio
And I got

by bad bitches like
L'm Donald Trump
And I'm always winnin' like I'm Donald Trump

My phone always ringing
Most the time shit I ain't got the service

All praises due to the most high
And everything perceived by my third eye
Welcome
Uh huh
And Mr. X to the Z
Listen
All praises due to the most high

your might
Hold him down in the good or bad
Be the best woman that he ever had
When the tour fell through the album pushed back
Couldn't shoot the video

I have a dream, that one day on the red hills of Georgia
The sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners
Will they be able to sit down

in what’s damned to bleed
I ain’t got no metaphors
I ain’t got entendres
I just got a lot of problems
Won’t you settle for
Like an album of me popping

and tall
Don’t forget about the bottom it comes back to us all
Some get stuck in the fog, like at the top of Mount Everest
Cause they’re blinded by things

and grind day in day out and do this to sun down
Told mom her son's down
To make a plan for us to ball without tears or struggles
That's why I bust it raw
I

Yo
Thanks for rocking with me everybody
Making this album was incredible
And it means a whole hell of a lot
Only one thing is this world means more

write
Are seen like the uncommitted crimes committed by me
I might rise above the hate
I have got so much to fight
In spite of this I fight the message

Me, I got on my grind and see I had a son
We used to smoke weed and
Knock money by the tons
This was way before we was playin' with guns
And ain't no

The return of the king, i'm back in the scene
Asking my team who's next and i'm backing their ting
for success i'm a fiend, you can tell by my grin

Forces bring me back to floor
Travel by night with my feet feel'n sore
Corset honey wanna pick at my ear
Shit with them lips I don't really care
Not

Blood Pressure

The LOX

We Are the Streets

2000

I'm not tryin' to hear that, son

[Chorus x 2]
Now, who the fuck y'all want? (Jadakiss!)
And who the fuck y'all need? (Jadakiss!)
And who the fuck

album
Dear God, thank you for allowing me to
Explore my creative process
My pain, my grieving
To create something so beautiful
In your name and your son's

to contest Your judgment, the world's darker
Since You been taking away the brightest ones
Talking 'bout somebody's son
Talking 'bout my niggas who were

S1 on the track son
Yeah we bring it back what?
Uh, uh
It's not a diss song
I'm just being real

Pull the trigger, pull the card and brawl, you

Do or Die

Gospel Gangstaz

All Mixed Up

gangs bang everyday, I can't stay neutral 
'cause satan hate my gut so the feeling stay mutual 
I'm real with the Son so real is how I come 
I never been

a bearded man on his squad
So much power from oil money
That poor folks can't sit by him
No problem Osama
Bin Laden been hiding
So long that them pictures all

The Evening News

Chamillionaire

Ultimate Victory [International Version]

2007

a movie where George Bush had a bearded man on his squad,
So much power from oil money that poor folks can't sit by him,
No problem, Osama, Bin Laden, Been

and RnB
Rap music is hardcore and RnB is soft
Nowadays rap is saved for something stranger and we going to change all that
We gonna take it back

Rappers