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got some n***** that would turn you to ghost
For less than Minimum wage


These boogas they big I aim it at you 
Feel like you got hit by a harpoons
Now

See the mother gave birth to the soul
His future’s cursed when he's sold
How much on earth can one person control
The bible I read the Lord said

you're stopped by a cop
The difference is, who advances the plot
You have to do it, and I can simply not, because
Baby, I'm the white man
I don't sing

on my goals
Don't let the devil control me...
And even with your
Roller-coaster emotions
You raised five kids
All by your lonesome
That's why...
I do it

My world is in shambles and I can't control it 
Your hand is wide open but I just can't hold it 
I feel like I'm running in circles like donuts 
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I inseminate manners
Can catch a faggot by his toe, and ask him where he's headed (Where?)
Hand me your dignity, I'm armed and dangerous
Don't be

tellin on ya
Hard to pray when the devil on ya
I went through trial and error bumps in the road realize I'm better alone
I can do bad all by my lonesome
I

neither
If it ain't no Donny or Dusse delete it
When I got control no escaping
I got it rolled ima bake it
I'm charging toll I need payment
God himself

Step Off

Cowboy

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Huh, the rest was my legacy.

I was born to be the king of the be-bop swing,
To have stallions and medallions, big diamond rings.
I own a castle

stubbing my toe, the paper chase
Making me lose control I think I'm losing my soul, whatever it takes
Keep head high not low, always more room to grow, get

3's 
So Moder bout pull a hat trick
In control of mine 
On everything for mine I'm fascist
Other people try to make a Moder back flip
I was tryna' get

close through one eye
I'm thinking I should do 0 - 60 and run by
But the road blocked and Mr. cop don't look gun shy
He said "how far anything for

Cages'
Never judge a book just by the cover flip a few pages
Hmmm
These thoughts all in my head got me all twisted up
But this ice all in my heart make me

Brought the homies and one apart of the big three
Next time y'all need thirty dropped come and get me
G

I had some dark days
Now i see sunny skies
I left

makin' some melodies!
Big fella, fourty-seventh street
Seven rings, minola accessories
Hella bling, iv'ry diamonds on ebony epidermis
With a capital letter

running really slow
Door-dash break all his windows and leave him by the door
(BOOM BOOM)
Tell me what you wanna do now
Big with the cap yeah he lacking

Brought the homies and one apart of the big three
Next time y'all need thirty dropped come and get me
G

I had some dark days
Now i see sunny skies
I left

From the time I wake, till when I go to sleep
Choices I make, pile up in a heap
Outnumbered, encumbered by decision fatigue
The smallest of things

or tight grips
If we slip, that's protected by the geniuses that we elected
The highest IQ, 172
It's surely not me, but it might be you
The smartest people

your face
Lets all do something for the human race
Lets not be distracted by our differences
The media control you with their images
There's a a bigger

shit was goin' slow
You'll never catch me crash out by the hoe, give a fuck about a bitch
You can't come around unless you fuck with the clique on my

Big chief's in the building, homie pipe down
Middle fingers up from my hometown
From underground Chiefs to the Braves to the Briefs
Look who got my

the streets are patrolled
By remote-control creepy Gorillas
I be dressing like I'm Ichi the Killer
I chase Scallywags like a pimp from Compton
With a hoodie

is me
I'm my own worst motherfucking enemy

Losing my grip on reality
If I get big will my career end in tragedy
Or will I fail is this a comedy
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