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what I said
That shit ain't true I can tell
That shit is stupid as hell
Bad bitches knew what I felt
Rap niggas knew what I said
That shit ain't true I

September 11th, 2007
It's the six year anniversary of The Blueprint and 9/11
Seventeen could hell raise, heavily in the twelve grade
Debating in

thing as a bail
Nor a saved by the bell
When the heat is for real

Better throw in the towel
Before you empty your bowels
And be burned in your own waste

I'm by myself but I don't give a fuck

Maybe I do
Maybe I need. some. one. like. you
When I was hurting down bad you knew
Didn't have to say shit cuz I

Money Ain't Enough

Ray Luv

A Prince in Exile

stressin, I ain't sleepin enough
Enough already 'fore I crack the hell up
And load the Mac the hell up

[ CHORUS ]
I got it bad, oh where can I go
I'm in

sing, yeah
Aim at ya' feet make ya' dance
Waiting for me to advance
Patience is key
But I lost my keys, hold up, damn
Pacing for miles
Ace in the deck,

you think the national guard is for
it?s a bad dream when Big Brother maps genes
and inject technology in kids vaccines
its next to nothin but my blood

keep your head up everyday is a new day
But to my homie AJ, boy I fuck with you for real
Been tight since eighth grade about that boy I would kill
Shout

do
No way in hell I be gettin' dissed by a phony like you
Ah shit
You 'bout to get a whole ear full, I'm here 'til
Someone shuts me up but I'll never

more
If I want a car
I buy that shit inspired by Motorsports
Inside and out I ball
Fuck a ball
I don't need a court
Getting ships in
With these plays

hard to tell
In my phone as sexy devil
Man this lil bitch bad as hell
All my niggas in the field, I ain't talking NFL
Bae you drive me crazy, make one

conceilin' it
Ooooor...
I could just hop out da 4 door
With 4 man
Den we wet you up easily...
(Fuckin' hell)
I could just hop out da 4 door
N done him up bad

working at sonic
She get her check and then give it to papi
Her mama like bitch better stop it
I might have to cop it
Hell get me sprung
Cuz he is young
He

Do It For The Kids

MF Grimm

The Order of the Baker Gingerbread Man Mixtape

2007

deeds
Braincells are blown like a bike tire
Ignites escape the mental hell by runnin' through the verbal fire
I wonder if friends will see me at my

when yo ass dead
No cashed cheques up in heaven with the fast sex
You in hell
You can't pass debts
On the other side of the mattress is
Another mistress

World is mine song 
Times up you had ya time homez
cnd it's playing in each an every time zone

Dis one for da bando
Mami Shake something ballers let them

Oh Well

Charles Hamilton

Hamilton, Charles

2016

chauvinist pig shit
Hold it while you listen, your joy is my pain
Medicate me, your boy is insane, poisonous rain

Ah fuck it oh well, everything's

was thinking that since in them Lunchable days
Fuck it, now the kid is nothing to fuck with
Niggas really delusional thinking that they could stomach

and get ready to go
Cause the world is just a game and your set to free roam
So fuck all the voices man just get into your zone
Wake up make a coffee

the influence i had when i vent every line i write in this wrinkled old notepad
I got a gift from god blessed by the divine 
They took my dignity and pride 
But

Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck

strapped, try to run up, then I'm popping them

How I'm kicking doors in, I be feeling like swat and them
Chosen by the thug life, I be feeling like Pac

I was lost it was real bad
2019 I had to move on.  Fuck that
Life's been going by so fast like I run track
cnd the Knifes been pulled out my back when

engaged in this nonsense.

It ain’t what it seems. What the hell you mean?
Want me to be the man in the magazine.

But in my dream, I see a picture