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blood don't clam up 
Lay it all out 
On the altar or the album 
Now it's Heat only when my pen draggin 
Gon' Make the place move like pendragon 
Ya F&T

nigga
Plant a seed nigga
Watch it grow bigger
Don't you think
Michael Jordan
Did it all by itself
Scotty
Brought the ring quicker
Like my man said
No

to Sunday I gotta get money
If I don't get it by Monday imma get it by Sunday
I was trading designers sometimes I do credit
When I go for my money they

Have some ups, followed by some downs
Followed by another year that you don't make a sound
It's taking all your patience to keep the faith in your

it down can't waste no time (can't waste no time)
When you by my side, is the only time, that you down to ride yeah
I'm fucked up girl my bad
Wait

I'm not sure
Does anybody make trill shit anymore
All up in club surrounded by Michael Kors
Like do bitches even have real tits anymore
Bow 'till your

to get in touch right now
We should have nothing to discuss by now
I keep it real at all times I don't do the flaunting
When I don't want to close the roof

almost gave up It's been a crazy year man to say the least
I want yall to take this journey and listen to this album
it will give you a little insight

the tee
Never capped out I go rilla just like Willie B
Gotta keep on swimming always know it's bigger fish to see
I gotta keep on winning I'm too driven by

And skipping me that's too much effort to track skip
I made it on
Everybody album but you niggas labelled me the villain
I must be difficult to rap with
But I

this money rappinI make it happenI drop ch album r ah opp Its goin platinumI get crack moneyI got that get ah nigga wacked moneyEver since Yungin all I

you been 

Compliment the gear I’m in 

I have been in rooms all by myself  as if I’m shadow banned 

Cause niggas sending shots like I’m the leader

I smell bitch in the air, but y’all will never be close 
If it get too close, we turning niggas to Ghosts
My lyrics should be on display because my

on the fence before
That’s not where you at no more
Listen to a track, they sure
They sure I can make it
They sure I have what it takes to climb my way

fucked up and yeah it's my fault
'Cause then I hide all this love that I would have for you, every time that I talk
Wish I could see right through your

with my life so now it's time to reconstruct

Break it down and take it day by day I know I must persist
Change is hard but no I ain't no pussy bitch I

The Certificate

Hilltop Hoods

Calling

2004

Cats get served, running up sliced
Every single night and that the way we keep it right
Like that fuckers... (YEAH)

I'm just trickin though,

on the committee that
Be in different cities that
Have to get out pretty fast
MFs with a hitting bat
Telling you to give me that
Telling you to give me what
Pussy

In these hard times that we livin in, (don't boo)
Sometimes u have 2... u know... creep
When U put Whatever Works... together with it,
(chemistry)

the grins, Michael told me that I had to sin
Get a little bop, have it all pop
Now you up there with the trends
So they call you ROM
You concoct all the shit

straight
Said I wasn't on my grind, must have been a deep fake
One day I'ma have it all for mastering this wordplay
Tryna play my album, but ain't no smoking

like it how I do it when I only use my hands 
Its hard to bag a bitch that don't already have a mans
Shakin ass up in my face that bitch she got me in

too)
Other day it was a fighting population
This lil' dude try to shank me with a Popsicle stick
Almost got his face knocked out by this West Coast cat

Ex Factor
by Lauryn Hill 

Album : The Miseducation of Lauryn Hill
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Corrected by : TaLIkA xx 

It could all be so simple
but you'd