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rock, and roll
And momma raised me independent
Straight up out the projects
Can't believe u ain't died yet
Sending bomb threats
Baby boy I'm blessed
No

Texas 2000

Mr. Mike

Rhapsody

1999

at this
Tales from the hood, smell the wood in my 'Lac, it's
A trip, back to kick dust, nigga what?
Cussed my teacher out, got expelled, bailed

they call it Linden cause they ain't giving you nothing
yeah this shit is bigger than the block now
Niguhz grabbing up guns by the stockpile
Niguh fuck

whatever I want I'll go take,
And I'm not scared of a gun point it at me I won't shake.
I'm back with a large arm and two broken horns I'm the hell boy,
I'm

beefin got it on me in on me Church
Said he was gon cook me when he seen me, now that boy in a hearse

Karma linked up wit my past, i Gotta repent for my

piece
Easy on me we just wanna eat
It's a shame boy we need a feast
Held down till we in the streets
Take charge before we go beneath
Don't fall victim

Hearts were made to be broken
Love was made for passing by
Times were made to be forgotten
Eyes were made to cry
Life ain´t a way of living
It won´t

get it poppin
They wanna know bout my gang so they tryna stalk em
I know the fake by the way that they be talkin
Get out my face if you aint finna go

a problem step on up and you be dodging these bullets
I pull up so clean Expedition this beam
They know what's finna go down once I'm back at the scene
Hit

crying out for the
Mountains to fall on 'em
The dead come out the grave at
The Holy Judge they look
They're broken up and shook while
He opens up the books

That black on white got me greying out they channels 
Yeah I'm icy, 
Is this a fairy tail 
I can tell by how you smellin' you just bought new Chanel 
Be

failures
That's why I need God to bust me out
Of my brain it's a prison that is run by me
I'm the villain
Using my own ambition
To fulfill a vision
Without

a jumper 

I got sued by my idol, ain't that shi sad 
Cause I made a remix and it got the nigga mad 
But ya boy won, cause I went and broke a leg 
Luck was

shit hit better with a side of cream don't it
Yea, yea
Aye
Pockets and pussy
They think I need some overlooking cuz I'm out rocking Stussy
They said this

esteemed 
Living in the lays age 
Stack chips con mi team 
Attempt to live out that F. Scott Fitzgerald’s dream 
Glance at the Gatsby’s
Gasp, see myself

Break Away

Nines

One Foot Out

2017

and break down a pack
1A the hood, land all them shottas out of town
Went 'Dam for the plug, now we the opposite of down
Uh, tryna leave a nigga's head by

boy I potty trained my parents 
I'm the shit, I should buy pack of Huggies 
Advice for new rappers? Quit, go back and study 
I live my life by 3 rules,

rise ,I ain't scared too take a L
It feel different when you do this shit by your lonely self
If they don't like you for being you then nigga fuck them

ain't have shit
Put whole lotta of reggie in the gas tank
Nowadays it's a whole lotta cash shit
And when I roll boy you better know the gas stank
I am

It's easy 2 pay attention
Hard 2 live life but easy 2 cause tension
Go fishin
Won't find love nor Waldo
Fall 4
Nothin'
It's evil up in a card Joe
I know

Yea 
Yea

Baby boy aint the baby no more
Got the fam good
Friday nights i got 'em all up out the hood
No security, just my cousins 
Shit you gotta

the beginning
My tunes will impact lives
All those who are suffering
Give life to the broken
Heal those who are hurting
The numbers may say
Nah this boy
Huh
He is

Pac
I changed your mind but ain't no wrong decision
Mental squirt that was all precision
And by the way I guess I'm hardly gifted
They tried to say I'm

to got the lost 
And the demons are waiting for you fall
So fuck it when i make it were gonna ball
You only live once so ima give it all

They shoulda