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on my leaves
They tryna damage a beast
But they can’t damage a beast
It’s all action satisfaction ain’t taking no lacking
I keep flowing keep it going in

Verbal Murder 2

Pete Rock

Soul Survivor, Vol. 1

1998

record I ever cut was, um, "Get Up and Dance" by Freedom, nah I mean?
And then, you know I just basically learned from watching everybody
Doing they

what it's like
To ask plump decent folk
If they have any change to spare
I'll fill you in
They don't
Won't even look at you half the time
Can't seem

School started prepare to get saved by the bell

I heard he a cheater I'm wishing you well

I'm getting money I ain't talking Zelle 

Yesterday you took

car
Money ain’t for free
We get it by any means and spend it how we please
Switchin' that girl with a Glock, I don't need her
I won't touch you just

Rap Phenomenon

The Notorious B.I.G.

Born Again

1999

nose out of town hoes
I'm up around fo' with the crowbar to the five point oh
I get bagged, I'm John Doe, suspect
You ass like prime roastin', Calvin

Rap Phenomenon

Redman

Born Again

1999

nose out of town hoes
I'm up around fo' with the crowbar to the five point oh
I get bagged, I'm John Doe, suspect
You ass like prime roastin', Calvin

bout no paper 

Motivated by these struggles ain't never bout no hater 

Just loss my grandmother to the family keep your head up 

Like when you hustle

the fake you need Lasik
Got homies that run state like John Kasich
If you ain't bumpin' the key then don't waste it
I can't tolerate got no patience
Only way

I gotta see to believe
Fuck do I need me sum’ friends
I been doin’ this shit by myself
I had to go and get rich, nobody gave nothin’ to me
I hustle

I can't trust a soul 'less that boy really know me
You don't really know me, you hang 'round the homies
Shame in the game, no, I don't work for Sony

As I call my self I can't seem to get a answer so many distractions I can't see my way
I made up in my mind I'm gonna get satisfaction
No matter what

That shit ain't got my ppl nth
George and Eric couldn't breath 
Want us to suffocate to death
They tryna get us one by one 
Til I'll entire race is gone

couldn't you see that the alcohol had me disoriented
I mentioned to you previously that I was by no means interested
You saw the opportunity and you took

need a switch I ain't lil durk
John 15 I'm reading the verse (I be doing that)
Still I, can't do it by myself
Running towards the belt, need a little

Oh, oh
I got drip for days 
I got drip 
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
Hol' on (look)

I got drip for days (I got drip)
No, you can't

with shit
I'm gassed up by the toxic environment surrounding my dreams
Now, I might get combusted
Fela, who exactly did you make the zombie for?
Cos

if that's a victory then I'd hate
To see what I'd look like defeated
Cause I know there are those among us
Who seem to get their dreams unimpeded

watch that, as the lobster crack, I spray the Baccarat
Your reputation, you can't clean that shit up at no laundromat, sucker
See, somebody has to say

And I'm a rock more ?
Champagne by the cases, I don't grab the bottle
Drinks that I can't swallow
Then I throw ups and I feel hollow
My whole crew is takin'

skills
I lost too many homies to the feds Everybody tryna get a hand out
I ain't shakin' no hands, I still got ARs and FNs
Sometimes I can't even trust

Boom-boom-boom, no furnace
The sounds are made with
Dooo-dooo-dooo, the burner
My brother hangs in his
Room-room-room, makes certain
That John McClane knows he's

when they see me, 9 out of 10 women
But the one freak who about it, I put my thing in ‘em
Watch me take my shot I ain't no ain't Ben Simmons [Beans]

in warm lighting
With candles on listening to Lauryn Hill and Jaiya John
The deep soothing voice of Jaiya John
Supported by Loved ones and
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