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shit's disgusting
So I keep the Off right on my belt
Alone is dangerous, always contemplating
Don't mind walking by myself
I hate talking to myself
But my

[Chorus 2x:]
Real players like to smoke a (whole lotta weed)
Drinking bottles of that liquor (all that we need)
This 9mm (will make you bleed)
I

Imma hit it like ouu
And I know your not the right one
Blinded by this light, I might love you
I might roll the dice, I might not
I might not
And I've

damn I'm blessed
Sin on my eyes
It's time to confess
The devil's alive
The devil's a liar
I can feel his hands on my neck
But I'm obsessed with my dream

don’t even know that the
Devil was an angel
I’m able, no Cain, to heal the disabled
Then march like the month before April
Now may you, take two
Minutes

they say?
I get only inspired by whores and soldiers
Take a minute or two
To skinny-dip in my mind
Then there's no coming back
Show me a bit of your

I? Thats the question right?
Don't get me wrong, I don't wanna fight
I'm feeling quiet alright
(No I'm not)
I'm a liar
And I lie everyday
Started by

I'm the dopest entity
Rebuke all negative energy
Kicking it like apple pie
Cooling down by the window side
Call me victor Frankenstein
The way I

a sweater like Bill Cosby
Cuz I got my homies by my side
While you blow up my iPhone
Sayin you miss all my cuddles
And hate being alone
I'm sick to my stomach

On the Bugged Tip

Big Daddy Kane

Long Live the Kane

1988

Yo, on the M-I-C right about now, I go by the name of Big Daddy Kane
I got my Man Scoob Lover on the side of me
Dj Mister Cee on the wheels

some diamonds
And yea it took me a minute but now i got
And these nigga's want something from me
Nigga i don't owe you nothin'
I ran it up by myself

VERSE 1: 
Checking my phone every couple of minutes
Suitcase still packed by the door where I left it 
Game on the TV and beer in my hand 
It’s crazy

Influential Music
On the job
At work
Got to get it
So committed
People hate
Everyday
For no reason
You know you winning
Don't worry about it
Pray

that
I don't know that
Ion know that
Pull up two seater right up in that mayback
Nigga hated back then better hold that
I got up on my racks for a minute

lose I love you
To somebody who fell through
I hate we only ended up as friends
I'm sick of all the moments I let pass by
And you know why
I wish I could

It's been a minute, back in business
Cleaned the kitchen, stacked the dishes
They don't like it, act malicious
But when I'm poppin, they ask for

I don’t give a fuck cause I hate that
Hit the blunt and the grav, Dead asap
Get your face smashed in the ground
With a fake smile, Look around this

tree
Building this house exactly the way Charlemagne tha God
And Lord Jamar thought it would be
Wait a minute, the Lord and the God hate me
Jesus

INTRO:
Keep on The Level! 
(repeated 4 times)

VERSE 1 :
I woke up stretch out my arms
About a minute for I heard my alarm
Another day with

strung cannot fight it no
So let's get down d-down down, or just get high na now now
Everyday, every minute all the time, I really want you right by my

love you one minute

In the same breath, they hate you your old news

Then they beg you to play old school

Then they want it back like it was / what

(Ayy)
I hate these liars they all two faced
All this money on me I feel like blueface
You got issues say it to my face
Don't be a pussy
When you said you

always grinning
show me show me my flow so shinning
I hate liar, no tricking, no kidding
I down for family, always willing
I choose the tough beat, but I

Or my li you a get killed
For real
Plan A
Get this pape
They gone hate
Thats okay
Faced a wood
Lit a j
Feeling good
I must say
Jumping fresh
By the day