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that ain't real...

They made a multi billion dollar industry off of this Hip hop biz

Then ask me who am I to say what hip hop is

When I was raised in

feel much colder
Cause I was the devil on my shoulder
Now that I'm with you I feel much older
I was getting heated by a steam roller
I tickled her and I

Yo yo
Man
It's the end of the week
You know what that means
(What that mean)
Chillin
(Uh huh)
Sleeping in
(Yep)
Make a sandwich maybe sit back relax

Petrol burn bake off by the flats 
I don't know about shorty Shane 
Man step on the block with samurai sam
Big sword like yo hold dat 
Man juck it in

to Killa Tone
He will definitely wet you (green light)
Yeah, that's just the loose change though
I'm comfortable on them same blocks
Where you can't post

by the neck knowing that you're here
Taking advantage of my emotions to get me to kill myself
But I cannot blame you though
I opened the doors to those

A dented tricycle, a child's ghost forever frozen in mid-pedal
Faded photographs, faces obscured by time
Their stories locked away in forgotten photo albums

that led her to slaughter
Filled with regret, wish I'd never caught her
In these bloodied hands of mine

The lady in white
Desperado
Stay by my side
But

had no time living
Ones behind bars, they'll never see light with their time giving
Order more albums, Audemar Piguets
Rigamortis rollie, that thing

in my eyes
Been bit
Always seen the fake love as a kid
Snakes all around me
Never trip
That's it
Fuck this shit
Imma be up
By myself
Geez

I just want

Vany - K

Aint no emotion,
We where raise to be a stainless steel 
Living by a cost we paying, but ni*** dyin still
The irony looking for harmony in

Yo 
So this one goes out to my younger days
10 years old behold ur first fade
But worry not cuz that person is your brother
Time will prove

you think about that
I been on a money mission
Chased down by these pretty women
They all tryna get in my bag
No no no no no
Tell me what you think

I don't play around, nor do I f around
And you can tell by the
Bodies that are left around
When some clown jumps up to get beat down
Broken down

try reach out 
Like you don't know the reason that I wanna see you dead 
Telling bucks you wanna talk the f*** got in your head? 
Only way I'm talking

leaning  to the left
Screamin f fox news till i run outta breathe
From the cigarettes, like nore said you ain't a nigga yet
On the firm album, a gravedigga

hardwork pays
But the time shows, they’r big deep fakes
All I see is them doin mistakes
To sell whatever the f they have in lake 
By consuming buying n

emotions like Inside Out
But I'ma change that
Flip the hood Outside in
See… (Huh)
You ain't like me
You don't bleed what I bleed
I'ma rockstar shiii I

spewing all this ether
She like f*** you I don't need ya
Imma do it by myself
Soon as I find me a clinic to do it all I wanna know is when you can help
I

bitches are easy to f*ck oh yeah
And I just want to do my part 
I told her baby what's with the chasin' she said that I rap like a star




Tomorrow might

of the deli, I could tell he wanted more
But there's stress inside my head, I'm nearly going
Broke, plus the emotions I had that were stolen
Sank deep down to be

a winner
Born to the world a sinner, saved by grace
Target on my back, n***** took aim
Praying on my downfall, damn that's a shame
F*cking up your own plans

I hate hits
Man I hate singles
I'd rather listen through the album
Sip pop with ham and Pringles
Get all the little tingles that you get the first

next album
To make it pop and not flop and recover the dream?
If nobody likes it, I cant blame it on them
I've gotta take responsibility
And what if by