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to ur thoughts I control it like the boss (Boss)
Bitch I call that brick, glass, bank... I call shot (Swish)
Call me Gregg Pop
I don't talk a lot (Naw,

L's im no average
They talk shit I talk savage
I'm bilingual- they can't outsmart me that's unusual
Dress to kill these hoes strike my pose  like

tying up my shoes
Try and pull my bootstrap but I gotta get some boots 
Though I was born to conquer, like the colonisers do//
 Force-fed a lie that

the navy like the sea floor now I’m blowing up like C-4

Yes I'm blowing up call me the Unabomber

If I’m sending shots you’re dying after that I’m Jeffery

system, got my fingers drunk texting, then erase
Now you fronting all on the book
I hope you're not as happy as you look
Cause you treat me like I'm anybody

drown
In a pool of sorrows yesterday tomorrow now
Hard to crack a smile when you past that to your child
Hard to inhale when you're in hell crying out
I

sittin' sideways with my townmates
Only place left where majority is brown-faced

Now we headed downtown to trade our labor for cash
I thank the navigator

And that you'd say you never want to leave

I know that you're probably doing fine
And I know that it's okay that I'm not
But it still hurts to see the cloud

to the grave
That'll smack a bitch using her pussy to get their way
Back then, chauvinism made them furious
Now they barely care if men pretend to have their

mad right now

I'm startin' to dress like a clown
Be in this hometown to be racist like my skin is brown
But I want you buried underneath the ground

If you feel what I say, you'll understand what I'm talking about
If you hate what I say, you're exactly who I'm talking about
Don't give a f-k if

an upstairs bedroom
Once again, his conscience comes into play (Shit!)
Now listen to me, while you're kissin' her cheek
And smearin' her lipstick, I slipped

that I am killin'
We get bread, dread heads, run up be dead, eat led, bloodshed, control gun spread
Race feds, win race, dodge that bunk bed
Talking all

Don't give a fuck about what you're saying, fuck about what you heard
Now I'm married to the game, now it's his and hers
Man, fuck, thought that I was

Find all the names (Bitcoin Billionaire Ballers)
Of all the animals (the halving should happen by)
In the verses of this song (by April 21)
To win

Practice what you preach
Stop letting snakes rattle in your streets
I remember feds put me in
A grapple in my teens i was choking
Screaming that I

does not protect you
I can't believe I actually have to tell you that now
If you're doing that to one sweater, why not the whole uniform?
Don't you think

the jurisdiction so my kingdom is spacious
Grindin' all my life now the fruit has been plated
I made changes to my diet now my shit is more fragrant
In plain sight I

I've been meaning to tell you
Something that's on my mind
I've been watching over you baby
And I think now's the time
A fast-talking mouth can only

brudda, still I got mine
You was never there helping the times I had to get by
So don't be asking for favours now that I've got shine
Thinking 'bout the old

Even Shadows Have Shadows

Eyedea

We Came from Beyond

2001

But it's provoked against being force fed
So Fuck education for a decade and 3 years

Of headaches from my peers
Cause now I realize I could have

Free all the homies that locked by the feds When I lost Brodie, that shit had me dead
Standing ten toes, that's how I live Didn't really have friends

equipped, I took a many lessons from my uncle
Do it well and run it back, they're hoping that I fumble
When you're great, they hate and that's the way

The Corpse Came to Dinner

Brotha Lynch Hung

Brotha Lynch Hung & Siccmade Muzicc Present: Now Eat

the trunk smelly
By me and my Relly, you never know
Whatever tho, I got auto magazines and that weak intro
What you got against me?
Don't you know I rip