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a chance you gon die by that rifle too
Im reading the energy across the room you know just like a psychic would do
R.I.P Dolph every year a new rapper man

of y'all fuckin' the same nigga (Ugh)
Run around sharin' the same clothes (Hrrr)
I can't relate to you whores
Wake up and run up a check when I'm bored
Show

'cause love was never enough
From early I had to grow up
Now I want my blow up
Walk around in hell where half of y'all wouldn't show up

Ayy, hello
You

I'm up while you sleeping that's why she call me she don't call you for a reason These niggas be tweaking niggas be goofy goofy like Kel and Kenan My

off it...

I'm never late I'm early I stay up out the way
My super's name is Shirley she hates my Beats by Dre's
She thinks my work is stellar & I'ma

songs makin' records break
2 and a half million sales by the second week
Motherfucker, you eat 'em up!

I'm twattin' ya now cuz I can't shoot you in

on Blueprint
What we did on P's and
Q's remix was the Blueprint
2000 & Life, stupid no Calpol, too sick
In a city where the
Skinny niggers bury niggers
Virgins,

slacking now

Here for each other
Mirror love and we matching up our style uh
I know there's some evils that be trynna drag us down uh
I know I'm a King

to Face, come to face what you've realized
Through Doses of Depression, Dopamine is what we find
Its so hard to pay attention, when we're caught up in

don't know, is this fasho?
Was it for real, or was it for show?
What did I reap? What did I sow?
What did I catch? And what did I throw?

Picking up parts

chopped up (shh) left his face in the fucking ground

But ano the phone is calling and I got this food on my hands
They calling us the sinners real life

show dem a walking dead when mi Burn e mac (Bernie Mac)
Nuh badda feel say dat can cool off wid Morphine

Mi sick, mi caught up lyrics pon do track
Nuh

Dziewięćdziesiąte jak miałeś nabitkę za piątkę
I hustlowałeś by mieć nabitkę na koncert
Miałem zawsze marker i przetarte baggy
Na łbie czapkę Starter

say that I ain't
Niggas be bluffing like shit put the paint where it ain't
Nigga we go up the 8 an then we dropping that drank
Shawty got hit by

time, I'm that mother fucking guy, yeah

I gotta taste but it's not enough
I'm looking for fuel that'll fill me up
Nothing I do will have me satisfied

another body dropped today
Try and do the mathematics
Darker the shade, they playing target practice, sick of tired
Naive to say so I just want p's
Can't

show me what's up in the deal
I won't sign the dot

Cause I'm turning 47
To a playground for the arts
Going way down in our hearts
We don't lay down when

show me sum
We get it in by the P i could throw you sum
I be trappin in my sleep bitch ima thorough one
Real nigga only gotta look in the mirror once

Rockin' It

Fearless Four

Def Jam 30

2014

don't fight or fuss
If, you, want to rock with us
Our talent's with us, so with us leave your trust
Get to the show train cab or bus cause we're

thinkin about 9
Im thinkin bout 18
Man its my time
To pop up on the scene
And show my fuckin neckless
Come down the boulevard, straight up wreck it
In

Ay
Ay P
PMIGO
Don't forget about me
Coleccionando la bolsa
These niggas don't know what I've been through
Took L's on the road but I'm here though

fucked up
Fucking swallow, bitch

Motherfucker
Die, motherfucker, die
Ha ha ha

Look into our eyes, no lies
Realize we despise, criticize, penalize
Who

cannot be here, and have to disappear

Wake up, from this deep sleep hurry

Show us how we can leave here without be blurred

There's no place to run away,

Grew up fast in a place unknown
Four walls but the place ain't home
Terrified for my life sometimes
Especially when my dear mummy ain't home
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