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Shit would go Far
But now you runnin' outta drive
Ain't got no gas in ya car
So fuck it im pushin' by myself
Had to get out and walk
Cause nigga time is

aggressive
Feeling oppressed by the system and it's message far from level headed
Chapter femme present eccentric reinvention redirected
All the rage

talk about killing
I’m taking it higher just tryna invest in my name fuck a house ima buy me a building 
I’m not the same as the niggas you mention I’m

16 Bars of Death

Planet Asia

The Grand Opening

2004

What the fuck?  Yeah!
  Yo y'all niggaz get'cha rhymes up
  I'm sick of this shit, get your bars up niggaz
  Sixteen bars of death my niggaz
  Ay

Believe me 
I am unbothered 
When it come to you ni**as 
Cause ima eye the secret eye and then chop it wit jigga 

Who the fuck 
That ni**a is 
Wit albums

overwhelming as fuck, man
By a landslide, the most stressful time I’ve ever had in my life
But you know, that’s what life’s about, you know?
You have your ups,

the game, but fuck it, if the shoe fit
Then I'ma sprint, I ain't breaking a sweat
The game is really like my girls, I choose how far that I'ma get
I ain't got

different masters, make disasters
Get sold bloke liked to choke, made me pro
Broke the mold
I speak every single speech in the
Far reaches of the galaxy
I'm

I'm blessed to be in the presence of these legends soaking up lessons
I'm respected by some GOATs (GOATs)
Fuck whoever hates
Opinions of some

and deport 'em all
Some of ya'll, y'all thank y'all are
But I assure you not by far
miseducated by a piece of paper
by the same ones who approved slavery
In

maneuver through it all
Surrounded by these demons
Got my back against the wall
So tell them bitches
"copy down what I say" tell 'em
"I don't got the time

lost
When I get it back my belly wants more 
I'm running in a circle, how far will I go? 
I feel my legs breaking but I'm still on the road 

Every

twist 'em like pasta
Left him leaking they ringing 'em out like a towel
Uh, Uh
Fuck my teachers I never learned shit in school
I was raised by the streets

Yeah we in the movement
Moving steadily
Heavily influenced by realness
Real life situations have forged me who I am
Never fold
Never envy
Always

on a blunt
Fucking on a cunt
Park it out front
Shit, I’m about to stunt
On that west coast shit
We got that east side grit
You wanna make me spit and fuck your

the line of Southern
And East Coast rap
Influenced by both but don't deny
It like most cats
Hell yeah I'm talking to you
They only they call me
Underground

there by ya side
And that fuck me up and have me thinkin' what do loyalty mean
Cause I'll die in front my peoples, for my love I ones I bleed
I be ready

these prawns bin enjoyin
Ya my french canadians way up there north east past here in ON
To the down south ones to man migrated
My bayouns finna new

the house

"Well what's this talk about
You acting all crazy?
They say you getting Hollywood"

Shit, fuck them, pay me

"I'm saying
You won't even collab with

your bullshit
Sick of all your bullshit
Sick of all your bullshit
Sick of all your bullshit
You gon' make me fuck around and find a better you
You

bitches
I don’t really fuck with no snitches
They be in my dm
Am to the pm
Baby get the fuck out my biz ness
Tell me what you know bout jay
You don’t know

for anything, that's not what I'm on
High school, I had my own spot
I'm on my shit, I'm not a bitch by a long shot
Pops led by example and I was right

better days coming
You ain't good enough to be my son, bitch, we more like cousins
I guess the apple ain't falling far from the tree
Cause bitch, I've been

the east coast
Always surrounded by weed smoke
You can walk in my shoes when yo feet grow
Go to sleep late wake up early for this
I'm the one that wake