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and I burn up the districts
You see one of the things still on my wishlist is to destroy all resistance!
Tasting the pie as I'm baking it, eating my cake

thought i was
I look how i look, get what i get, pick what i pick, can't tell me shit, bitch i'm the shit
Put this shit together brick by brick come look

focusing on them negative moments won't do nothing but lead you astray
I sit down and think man I got some food on my plate
It didn't matter what it was
It

Pretty simple
You don’t get it, how to make me feel better
Say I’m cold in my soul
You hand me a sweater
Read me up and down
Between the lines just

to step it up big Jones without the Ja
Every day after cheese like I'm Davey Pageview
Spending every moment counting down the days till
I can fuck around

he go. Kodak. I go by kash lil baby you know that. They sending smoke best believe we gone blow back. Don’t tell what I told you my niggas ain’t no

kicking down doors 
I really didn't see the evil that was coming my way 
Till it hit me in the face tryna put me in a box 
I was tryna get a handout but I

VERSE 1 (Danky)
since a youngin' ain't no one close to my status/
them niggas hate, but accept that I'm the greatest/
cos am running up this bag till

Pimp'en the Scene

Partners-N-Crime

Whatcha Wanna Do?

see
If I feel he's gonna do some harm to me
Protectin' me, by any means necessary
In New Orleans, niggas killin' for less than a G
That's why it be,

decapitating, my appetite for dilapidating garrisons, got me tearing them up
When I break down, they sound way down, take it 8 rounds, beat it up like J-Val, they

Rolls Royce gotta skirt
Rubberband benjis' we gonna call up yo Gotti
She coming over and she lookin like she can do palettes
(She say she bad so I go

'nout to hide
Yeah but in reality its hard to see whats inside of me I'd rather be gone
I'm 'tryna find peace with my state of mind
Kind of sick of living

I'ma worship The King, Jesus living in me 
Some people really don't like it, but I don't care what they see
I don't care what they say, I ain't

Best Days

Young Rome

Food for Thought

2004

life
(Half Pint need ya'll listen to this real good)

It felt good to see Marques go solo, I stood by his side
His dreams was my dreams, so the love will

money
I've been doing all this shit up by myself right now
Know some dog ass niggas that I keep up in the pound

Bitch is mad at Holly, because he went

the guy gets tormented by demons
Fuck his whole family
I Hope that they never can see him
(Ha!)
And Now I'm just talking my shit
Vic turning up this this

playing my tunes
I’m up on the move, cats keep ringing for food
High like balloons, yo bro, what shall I do
Imma cut yard and bill up a zoot
And it is piff,

Uh uh-huh uh-huh
Bounce…bringin' Jigga back…uh or Biggie Baby!
Okay
No slowin down now I got this for What?…life
How could I be so bad and yet so

that bag cause im having that
Told you that my ex was on my ass im back smashing that
Copy cat rudy pooh these niggas do what they see me do
Talking bout

that I lay
Now they look up and they see my face
Almost lost my life a couple times
They gon' have to work it double time
Hospitals, rehabilitation

look in the mirror
Been trying to improve everything that you fear
This the last time you get a mention
I can't even see you nowhere close to my

obama
And we can chop it up or you can get sui'd, calm down hong kong fui
Critical art, raging demon, That i exercise with bicycle kicks
Shoryuken to your

shit, you walk up on me, it's gon' make yo ass get back
Like Stevie Wonder I can't see
Why niggas be tryna be fake to me, this cannot be
How most these

dumb
Now i look back, it's so disgraceful
An MC got with such things
I deserve a mace full in my face n all
My time was almost up, I was bound to leave