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that ain't so gracious

There he go, every time I slide by 
There he go, every time I ride by 
Don't be hatin bro, you ain't show no love 
Been all on my

clean and my spit games mean
Bars hit like Luke Cage as soon as we hit the stage
Leave the crowd in the rage when the Beats gets slayed
Bum rush the set

clean and my spit games mean
Bars hit like Luke Cage as soon as we hit the stage
Leave the crowd in the rage when the Beats gets slayed
Bum rush the set

and the dark
So there's nothing amiss
I'd rather die than see bondage, my nigga 
Ain't jumping the ship, bitch
I'll die by the trigger 
Protecting the home, shit

"I, uh, I know a guy"
Started by a friend
"Let me try! Gee"
Marty's story is like many of the others'
Big stakes - worth taking a few chances for
Birds

since a gid
I was always so enamoured by the biz
But I got it how I lived
Had me feeling like a bum, watched these other rappers pop,
When my song played

Tell me what do I mean to you
Tell me what do I mean
Tell me what do I mean
Cause girl I wanna marry you
Cause you stay on my mind girl you stay by my

All i do is Flex 
I keep that og by the pound tho 
Wen u smell the skunk just kno that im in yo town tho 
I flex i twist my fingers to the clouds tho

only son 
She want me get ah job 
Like I'm a lazy Bum or sumn'
I'm tryna' hit Tha Block 
And make it off this Blow or sumn'
I know that ima Blow or sumn'

Overdosing on endorphins 
I Don't know where Im going 
But I know I'm going 

Rollin by em, Slowly dying 
Don't know why 
But sometimes I just lose focus
Like

"And if one day I should become
A singer with a Spanish bum
Who sings for women of great virtue
I'd sing to them with a guitar
I borrowed from

the park
Lying down in the park
Lying down in the park
Yeah yeah yeah
See the momma
Down walking the dogs
Down by the fountains
Down by the fountains
Child,

And through the night 
To get where I am
One day I'll have a house 
Right down by the beach next to the sand

As a kid the devil gave me a mic
He took me outta

breeze
Abandoned churches line down
79th street

We arrive at the scene
Good times are had by families
Barbecue and activities
Love you look sexy
We can

you by hand
I ain't scared to get a tan
(Free at last, Free at Last)

Your Silent scream for help
I hear them loud and clear
I'll save you from the fear

Shit I meant a ruler 
Drive by on a scooter
Shit I feel like scooter 
I'm lit getting booted 
My gang going stupid 
She shot up by cupid 
In love with

rely by the code
Hopping in the whip screaming yo
Just hit a red light, aw no no
Speeding through yellow, I ain't slow
Only see green, yea I'm on go

Linkz but I give them that drum roll
I'm too loyal for my own good, got no love for a bum hoe
Waiting on my downfall? Be ready for the gun show
I'll be

illegal guns on the d-low
I can tell by his eyes he a weasel (I can tell)
I can tell by your smile you deceitful (I can tell)
I can tell by your size that

sprinkle that holy water
She’s infatuated by her baby daddy that it makes her mad when she see’s her own baby happy
Cos she looks like him, him is me
She

but nowhere close to this 'shit'//
I'm focused and fixated on molding this masterpiece
That'll never be perfect, but I'm trying to say the least
By

Harry Potta
Ohhh Expecto Patronum

Look
They said I should make up a song
About a boy who lived for so damn long
Got a scar on his head by the Elder-wand

or you gone
Like an optical illusion
Getting laid out like a futon
Leaving you with a black and blue bum
And he's decked out with his suit on
So ripped

rail and by thumb
By now you all should know me
I'm the Great Historical Bum

I had hoped to write a song to sing
Of all the great things we have done