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Head (Of State)

The Coup

Pick a Bigger Weapon

2006

the time without lookin' at the little hand
Time came for them to cut out the middle man
Children maimed with no legs and shit
'Cause the 'Bomb's over' you

Higher Level

Maestro Fresh-Wes

Naaah, Dis Kid Can't Be From Canada?!!

1998

Trying to make a dime, black man change your state of mind
Peace! to PE, BDP and X-Clan when I give a pound
It's never with my left hand
Styles are

of allegiance 
Death to a genius for pleasure or leisure, he died in the evening
Desire to be, an inspiring being
Aspiring to rise, got no time for feelings
Took

eyes watching like the headless
horsemen, scribbling my name on their hit list
I'd rather see my nom-de-plume written by Schindler
In Japanese characters

that often bleeds

Two more steps you'll pass me by
And i'll awake with tired eyes
My fear of loneliness is no surprise
I sit on a chalkboard roof

when we hit em with another one
It's Grampa Mane the bastard son, so step on up and get you some
I'm Bout to make you look dumb, who you think you

With no hot meal to eat
But they pray very hard
And they pray very fast
When nothing seems to last

Your love is full of hope
For All Time
As life ticks

you to a rap fit"
DJ Andchris can't turn it down

For he is the man
Who holds the crown of rap
No one can
Fight him about that
He will fight him
He will

of god impressed name of the one with boiling wax
He stood still in the room, watching how his favorite memories lapsed
On the outside, he looked cold

Life really just all about progression
Each day a step ahead of where you was last
They asking me how I feel about it
Shit I'm cool If my family

all of you just to know my name
Want to get so big that I can't turn back
Want to be washed up and I can't face facts
That I'm no longer relevant

it

I took the steps now
I'm heading to where 

God directed

He took me through
The struggle

Simply to impart the 
Lesson

No I'm teaching through

the booth

Rick Owens, all white but I'm not a Klansman
Hating on me need to worry bout ya bands man
That's how you know that you up
When yo name up in they

night
Gives way to a beautiful mourning
The Negative dwells within me
In a place where no light shines
Where my reflection dies

I let a man made god

the product
Thats created by the ego
Cus a nigga saw your vevo
And complimented your stilo
Any name I shatter
Boy these flows cut like a dagger
I can get up

As he ignites the spell that is flying right at me
With burning hands he calls my name
Your future holds a secret that no man shall fear

Inside your

Colby with his muscles makes me want to run
Always beats up women does it all for fun
Wrestles them like dudes
Pulling out their hair
Step aside OJ

Everything glittering ain't what you think it will be
I'm sorry that I changed but I swear I'm still me
Back home and they call me by my rap name
Makes you ask

to step to me, get your ass beat by this lil' red nigga
I'm known for slaying bitches, damn, fuck
Shit I'm known for slaying bitches, bae come pull up

I should probably say something right here huh

I go by many different names
Yo main nigga call me bae
You fuck on very basic hoes
My main bitch

letting that shit go
Hello
What yall doing man
Cause I want to do something, look
It take a different type of nigga to do what I do
So I'm just trying

These bitches ain’t levelling thick and I’m genuine llow all the fuckery 
They tryna be spiteful but I’m never idle man this shits above me 

Working I’m

a soldier, keep it moving like a motor
Cause a bullet don't have no name, only hot heat for yo ass bringing mad pain

(Hook)

(Verse 3: Apathy)
When my man

name is Dawn
It's only right that her son rises with
The light let's get it on
I'm giving it all that I got
For as long as I can
Till I got the whole