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I know who's gun it is
Just by hearing the shots that's Bo
​​​​​​ That's Little Mack
Damn baby who the fuck is that?!
I can tell from the way that he

couple albums.
(Yeah)!
Finished both in months
(Yeah)!
The Fans ain't gotta enough.
Nonetheless a warm up.

Like im shooting 33 shots
cnd I didn't miss

dismissed
 
What the fuck you mean by pride?
I got 4, 5, 6 kids wanna see me die
Okay, I'm alive, I'm alive,thats a surprise, what's the price?
Fuck your

a balla, Blades on Impalas" Wish I could stop it
(Wish I could stop it)
They tell me this..mission impossible. Ssssssso I'm just
Tom Cruisin on the beat.

delusions of Grandeur, she love me, she love me, man, I can't Stand her
We'll love each other by end of this stanza, I need more DMT up in my Fanta
Blood

it as a sign on how
Im living my life
Who can I trust
I put my faith in the lord
My soul is protected by
The shield and the sword
This right here my

bust you up
Gra'ze the left, the uppercut, the roundhouse, sidestep,roll-o
Let go of my shirt you hoe, bloods up on my polo

[Chorus]

[3rd Verse-Yella]

CeeLo Green
Looking at my pop like a scoreboard
I need a three
This a one dip, twеnty seconds
I could flee the scene it's 2020, boy
You finished if you

to the edge
I brought my lyrical guillotine, spit these blades
You ain't gotta be feeling me to lose yo head
I'm on you
I'm afta you
Don't let the fact that you

perfectionist and fussy 
by the way. 
Gnostix is us 3 + 3 always looking for attention like Fi Lusty
 
 
OMc coming through
Deadliest negro and im rolling 6 deep

Tempted

Kero One

Windmills of the Soul: Instrumentals

Mad geeked he says peace and ends the conversation with that
Not sure what to expect, but that?s the beauty perhaps
So I rush out of my crib followed by

you knew what is brewing
They're coming……
Paralyzed. Crawling inside me. Lifetimes in 3 years of  the parasitic worms have altered the essence of my

the
Best in front of me
I tell an emcee don’t lie again
What blood personal and up close
Cut throat blade under ya neck like a violin
All these emcees want

that my nature
Doesn't erupt and leave me stuck that's real
I know me so I know I'm unworthy
It's only by his blood
That I am no longer dirty
Press

or afraid of being killed
'Cause you could be a real one and never have ya blood spilled
Lotta niggas actively perpetuate their own oppression
Maybe shoot

blood"
Wallahiiiii-ii!
"Kill! Kill-kill-kill!"
There I be...watchin' the game from a distance
Not too many strikers willin' to play they position
Fake

your fate's gone, Feitan making the blade slice
Then it's raining blood, but I got the umbrella to stay dry
They're attackin me but I'll be packin all

yourself
Ready for a new album, keep asking bitch
Cold world keeps me grasping to live
Blood in my veins is all I can give
Eyes to the sky, 3 wisest is here

anymore
I swear when this album drop they gon' hate me some more
You gonna see red everywhere
Like a steak when it's raw
Fuck around and call me M.A

burnt by the 3 KKKs- 400 plus years beginning stage- 40 acres and a mule- where it’s at I’m confused- only country it’s a crime to send ya kids to school-

Chauffeured by the latest and greatest strand or brand of pessimism 
This album’s dedicated to a basement fulla addicts 
It’s too hot up in the kitchen 
Had

I been trynna teach em how to trap but they ain't been listening 
Speaking on a game that they don't know
Like play by play from the trap via Sal

the mob ties
Eighteen months since the pillar of my heart died
Fifteen months since my grandaddy coughed out blood in the middle of the night
...and

nervous by his purpose
He decides to rehearse this then disperses
What he finds
You are listening to the anthem of creation
No goals, no rules, with lack