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Better think highly of me
Or i'll slam your head into a wall 
Give you a phone to call 
Won't work since i broke your jaw
Then i'll take my chainsaw
Hack

One for the money, yes sir, two for the show
A couple of years ago on Headland and Delowe
Was the start of something good
Where me and my nigga rode

song now
yeah, my video phone now
a hover ride, pick you up, we alone now
business as usual
see this earth, just don't seem suitable
we can make our own

visions of songs in the charts

I'm shooting for Mars, these boys are abusing the bars
I've got a case coming up and it's questioning what I should do on my

tryna accept things, like those who dip out and left me
I guess those chapters in our life had to come to an ending
Act like I'm fine, but in my eyes you

Too Real for This

Dizzy Wright

State of Mind

2014

could see what they like to do
Wanna see it go wrong for me when it ain't right for you
It's cool I keep my enemies close
Eyes wide open as I center

an artist in every form
Rappin' and conjurin' storms
Actin' up out of the norm
Sit in my room for hours and don't even answer the door
(What are you doing in

It's me and the underdogs versus the world (Let's GO!)
Even that name deeper than you think
This for the old me still sipping that drank (Ok!)
Raising my

you liked me too
I'm scared of the future and everything that's new
What did I do to deserve this... please
I tried my hardest not to fuck this...

a music video in every single one these songs
Tell if i’m wrong, but i check my phone for my friends
And every single one gone
So you know who i’m inviting

the records sang the song then made my city sing along

cin't count numbers tit for tat cause my effect was overgrown

I coulda swore that every thrown was

through my black soul
the blood and screams of hieroglyphic dreams
the tragedy that I bring will set you free

%Chorus starts% (repeat twice)
*All*
God have

and the prayers were going on and on and on and on and on and on
And she said Pastor by the time you were done praying sheborandicasar and she said we waited for my

you a chance, it's not up for discussion
Kinda want your friend, she look lovely, tryna mold my future like some putty
Lately I've been feelin' pain

your makeup
Swear you just something I can't get away from
You swim with the sharks and I'm letting that pole blow
I flip a bag by my dolo
Then hit

Holy
It got to be Holy
If you're gonna be on it
You got one chance
For the song to be played
Before it's done
I wanna see some
Disciples be made
Now, how

don't really talk about that much is that you're very concerned about sexism I like that that's good So how do you make people aware of that problem
By

and slice your thumb
Cause you ain’t gettin' a crumb from me
You’re never gonna get any shit from me
Nowadays everybody thinks that everything should be for

cause my wiring's off
Sounding stupid when you're trying to talk

All I know about is gutter shit
And the way we're grated by the government
And some

in all forms, shapes, sizes and formats
I see my own skeletons under the floorboards
Gods I used to mess with
cdore, caress with
cnd still feel

Yunqblood
It's your boy Pompay you already know
Steven Tones and Cixqó
Whatta Gwaan


Every single day by day I pray for
Blessings to come my way o

Yeah
(Thank you JMC Music, my fuckin' guy)
Wait, hold up
Wake the fuck up, samurai
Aye I am awake, ready to fight like my last name is Kane
Bad

I never meant for this to be,
So long now I guess we'll never see,
The reason to our misery,
Lying side by side though miles apart,
The skylights

and they got rebellious
So I pitch my tent in the plantation that we created tracts that's gonna  hypnotized the whole nations
Why you put your foot in