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All I want is my respect
Honesty my garment
2pac of this generation
Innovating novice
My art top Three inspirations
Under oath driving it
Past the 11

brings
Your voice is right there
And you lead me to better things

I know we're meant to be together

Isn't it dope how you mail all
Of your own merch by

Reunite for the Night

Dizzy Wright

State of Mind

2014

the tripping at the door with the next-door neighbors
Football without the gear on, Hennessy damn near gone and that explains it all
You better calm down

Back to the days where a single deck would amaze
Ooo they calling me on stage
My life's a movie... 3-2-1
They call action
On set surrounded by

all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there ever could be
Now I'm feelin'

had arrived
Without Facebook I still go live
Three, two, one pull gun gimmie keys to the ride
You speak up get beat up
Drain blood by the liter
I'm

three wings, when you said you wanted two thighs
People sayin, your rhymes are so cold T
I jump across themes, from feet to poultry
Juxtaposed, is a way

don't ask me if I feel niggas
I wrote this one for the streets, mail it to all my real niggas
And we do pop ups at niggas door, leave em dead at their

To stretch out all my cash from Japan down to the motherland
Undercover Brother, make it clap like it’s thunder
Cause I’m black, stacking bundles is

And I just might make a movie
Put her face down ass up right leg up fuck around hit the toosie
For a rack wanna see what she do like damn fuck it I feel

know I ain't doing this in vain
I'm so tired of staying quiet letting time go down the drain

-Verse 3-
So tired every time I show forgiveness to my

I say, bae, why you type that
She know I'm the one cause I'm puttin' her down
Yeah, I'm knockin' it out, yeah, I know that's a slight jab
She say that

Take a look inside my mental/instrumentals playin over and over /
It's like a playback of the future witness this jehovah/
Knocking atcha door with

tick tac's, & call all of my boys out the door
I told the dude that all the games it was digital, driven by cynical, went out for more

Collagen mixing

I get Texas Chainsaw Massacre
You will get Freddy Krueger part 6 and
Final Destination part 3
Trust me I'll push your wig back
This ain't a fair clash

All over her fucking buns
I-I-I got myself a switch
And it came with 50 drums
One shot and you know
That yo ass is done
She said she loved me at first

feel
it covers pain I hide away behind the thrill

Verse3:
finally an adult, scholarship I’m goin' to college
got there got surrounded by niggas, bitches

you heard me bitch I planned it
I was fucking on his bitch
Heard the door no need for panic
Pistol by the bed he spazzing out I'm goin manic
Send his

just hit up the gang
Scoop them one by one the doors swing
Only speak real not fake
I wish I could say I had a Wraith
My drip my wave so great like

ain’t no support by the people I’m surrounded 
Cause ah prophet once told me you ain’t gonna get support from familiar faces 
Till you start to profit

to here with you
I'm start-in to get really sick of you
I just don't know what to do
But what are you gonna do
One two three four I'm gunna knock on ya door

Okay, this is Sam
We want to hear a recap of this weekend
Like a play-by-play song of this project

What a crazy weekend, ain't gon' lie
Ain't got

and left at the door
Jealous of the space occupied in my mind
Gentrified by the crimes against my people and my time
Look, I'm here to break the cycle
Tired

holding it down
You know, the Geeski, Xipe Ollin, it's his stage name for those who don't know him by his behind-the-scenes name, you know, his real name