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This is real and often
I got power Austin
That bull looking red
That’s bullshit you said
You not hood hood off
It’s good music Pusha
Tea sip shirt by

Takin’ off some time
From writin’ rhymes
From writin’ all these rhymes
Lord it’s been a pleasure
Somethin’ I can’t measure
Writin’ this here letter
Feelin’

sides
Baby just come let me grab up on your thighs
I give you my love i wont give you disrespect
You know this love is real by the way i kiss ur neck

you can tell by how I'm living

Step into my shoes maybe then you gon' know
The reason why a nigga's gotta keep the 44 in my closet
This niggas wan rob

the beat I eat emcees
Please believe I'm lethal
I think it's illegal to be this regal
Word smith turned assassin
Ink stains with my open lacing
Placing that

pills
It's more than popping straps
No moving forward after that
It's more than watch ya back
This morning I relaxed
By dawn I'll be back stressed
It

(Hey!)
I'm licking down your darlin'
In every single way (Hey!)
Your funny flow is foreign
And a green card's on the way
This ain't got shit to do with

that this is what you want yeah
I can give you
The vibe you need
Just tell me that you want me by your side
Shey you see
The way I feel
You know say me

and embrace it all
Look around you, your thoughts are an illusion
Don't be misled by the demons singing
Let me hold on to my last remaining strain of sanity

no guns bitch we buy em all
I see you posted on that block we gon kill em all
We gon get em all
One by one let em fall
Bitch I love to ball
Shoot shit

man God I'm
Blessed cause it's all mine
Envied but I invest in this salt mine
Untouched energy feel it when I walk by
Sun kissed skin reflected yeah I

is ruled by the gays

Now they would have you believe
The truth comes only from liars
Ignore those liberal devils
They ain't real Americans anyway

This year we’re not laid back
Started with a single mic, made track gotta run, tleen sneaks, lace them
Fuck puns
I’ve done enough waiting for these

with the fecal when heart's see through
Bars that can pierce through flesh & bone gristle
Good kid that turn petty keep a sensu
Cause the way I be

didn't leave in one piece (He dead)
Boy keep playing, yea, he think this shit a game (Uh)
I'ma real villain, slice you up just like I'm Slade (Uh)
No I'm

Yeah
C'mon
Get with the program
The real underground
We keep it grimey kid
We keep it grimey
Slaytanic beats
Like a stabwound to your neck
Pumping

sure that my vision is everything that I choose
Sometimes in this life your going to bite more than you can chew
Of course
I give this message to y'all

From a very early age
I was taught to never speak up
To stay in a child's place
To bottle up my feelings
Just so later they can creep up
They

Pop 'Nuff Shit

Chubb Rock

I Gotta Get Mine Yo

1992

this
Like a fabric from a seamstress, I'll cut you like a hem
Hack you like phlem
And friends are hard to find so be careful
Said by my man The are

was on a mission
Huggies I pull up cuz yo ass was dissin
Aye homie you like those fuckin bitches
I'm a chef you now I can fuckin ish it
Now I got a girl

to my opps and haters
I was sick of holdin' it
From this point on
We ain't got no smoke
Until ya bitch see me and
Say I'm the shit
Which a be real quick

now
Turn you to dry bones
Feeling real ethereal right now
Might hit a high note
This shit easy
Went and got a couple band's lonely
That shit easy
Cash

like expressing, I don't really like to tell
Holding on this burden, is it worth the wait?
Paranoia's getting scary, I be testing fate
People tell me

the gap
She had a nigga by the nuts like her hands clamp
Come up with a plan like ideas at a desk lamp
I get raw with this shit,you best to bag back
Knock