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the wheels fall off my year
Good like the tires
Sometimes I feel inspired by the little things that keep me open minded
A lot of people close their eyes

got mad and push me! I only took the hoe to stuff my work in her pussy! She start breaking shit and said she wished that I’d died. I said I’m already

starts with your mind set
know that you are worth your wait don't ask for nothing less
then you've earned from your work display come short
with that paper

the root of the problem//
“Proud Boys, stand back and stand by”
Everything out that man’s trap was a damn lie
He ain’t give a crap, nigga, if your fam died

I'm bringing that action, drinking absinthe
Carrying enemies in their caskets
Death by smoke, these damn asthmatics, they can't fucking hack it
You

So past to the day
That I have to say
The blast
Has to go away
We used to work together to hunt food
Now we are hunting each other
We all need some

Magi had a pen
And with it drew up worlds of fantasy
By the age of ten
She had a sense of worldly destiny
An empty book of life
Of which her colored

Weather or Not

Evidence

Weather or Not

2018

afraid of the dark, but heard death in the light
So reverse that, reword that, I'm afraid of nothing now
I used to front a little, I ain't even bluffin'

twisted cause I'm rappin I'll still hit me a lick
They gave me 6 I didn't switch and I'm still in the mix
Off balanced by a bitch got um
Throwing a fit

that isn't with that bullshit
Hold my work at her crib always on some cool shit
I just wanna buy a foreign same color as cool whip
Pistol riding shotgun

Vicious ferocity for our cause
They must know by now of our drums beat
Step by step enter hallowed ground
Kill their king take our land.
We have the right

power come into my life and do wonders

Se ohun kan ha wa t'olorun ko lese?
Is there a thing that God cannot do ?

Se ohun kan ha wa t'olorun ko le se?
Is

My shit's straight bile
You're mild, you've got no style
I won't be impressed
or you possessed by baliel
I make beats like surgeons resume
To stitch

don't care
Overtime inna trap got me a failure to appear
Say my name three times I'll appear
Traumatized by death I can't hear
Nominated me king

e like make e be iron
Saw manythings kam galu museum
From that day I no fear to die young
Just wanna make sure there's an evidence
To show my kids by

raised my attention
To things I was doin'
That led to depression
In needs of solutions 
I left the dimension
I made some conclusions n learned me some

burn my spliff till the roach and exit a bag a man look like ballies and breadsticks
Mention my name, that's a walking death wish I pick man up off

for myself like the truest of emcees
Fuck a currency
Fuck anything preventing me from being me
Death to all you critics with your technicality
I refuse

grind for a while 
Mama told me that these niggas they been biting my style mane
Lately I been all up in my bag 
Out dressing niggas I ain't got designer

Are  you ready
To take the first step
To becoming a whole new you
Relax
Take a breath
Its not all life and death
You know the trouble now
Always

sumiraun pawana kumaara
Bala budhi vidyaa dehu mohin harahu kalesa bikaara
I know that this body of mine has no intelligence, so I recall you, Son

to the mark
Move them bruddas to the light from the dark
Old school days won souls in Burgess
Ten toes had to make sure that they heard this
Saved from

my niqqas
I won't play
You know this shit no way no way
It's Air b u know that's
My naqqa till death ️
No way no way
Grrrrrrrrrr
You die for

Red John by K.A.A.N
Red John
You can say, say, say, say what you want, huh
They can talk, talk, talk, talk all they want, huh

223, 7.62, call murder