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tell me what you think"
He was like "Yeah"
He was like "Yeah"
I'm like Bruh like we should do a project where we got literally got 2 Sides
This is three

fucked
For our future kin, listen in
I can see the pulse of who we are is going lights out
So come on homies, knives out, let's fight now, it's right now

release us
Rap game on my shoulders it’s all on me
1, 2, 3, 4
Are you ready my love? (Yes my vibe ill!)
My name is B E L L A
Miss ill thighs sicker, rims

enraged
Happily distracted, yeah they got you in a haze
Tryna fool me man, they can't phase the sage
Low on HP, getting cured by a mage
Think I've lost my

ain't got a shield tho
We in the crib I dont even got the keys hoe
Used to drill now a nigga off the block woah
E-r-i I got c-a Niggas tryna see where

man I trust named Angel man that's my slime
His opps are my opps you know we doing crimes
But for meantime, I spit my rhymes (yeah)
Wake up writing

Friday

Fatal

In the Line of Fire

1998

It`s strange sometimes I think paranoid clutchin` my waist
A fake couldn`t relate to,
Drugs and honeys,
My hugs are funny
And thugs blow slugs for

an elite circle don’t let these streets jerk you
You are what you think the words you speak hurt you
I full ground I smoke green and see purple
You’re

in the field you get wet
Like arcane and that mole rat
From Chuck E cheese, nigga let's take it back
Caught flaggin' by the stove
Nigga hopped out

girl
In the night by my side you my vibe
When we low see my faith be my light
Know you in love with me
Still had you feeling alone
Don't know wassup with

the drinks
Free 8-10 by 11 I'm the King
By 12 little bell in her head has start to ring
By the morning she gon' wake and she'll think it's all a dream
Then she

Close the Crackhouse

Professor X

Puss 'N Boots (The Struggle Continues...)

1993

for a sec
Then I had to get a mic check
(Like ? your family caught wreck)
I gots no pops to snatch me up and say, "What are we gonna do?"
Here's my

composure
You crossin' over into a genre, you hardly H.E.R.
Thinkin you hot but, you really Pop not talkin soda

Feel the top is gettin' closer, won't stop

idiot thinks that happening this year's THE proof we're gonna die!
I'd be more worried about exactly how much time we have
But like money, numbers have

up
You know I'm mad over you, we could run up, skip town
Girl I'ma fighter for you, I'm a wrestler, deep down 
Impeccable, girl pick a boo, I'm down

In that pussy deep, put that shit to sleep, R.I.P.
I'm not feeling you if you not digging me, fuck you mean
I could hit 'em both, I could hit

Yuh yuh
A-L-E double X you feel me
Oh my gawd
KZ, King Los what up though
I think they forgot that I could spit bars bruh
You feel me?
They say you

Come Through

Bugzy Malone

B. Inspired

2018

of the North tour and I just sold out all 10 dates
I think set MCs are on drugs
I think set MCs are loved up
They're nervous 'cause I didn't jump

we are fragile and would be damaged by
An encounter with the thing we dread

The active variety is something most
Of us have experienced at
Some point

the looter
bad brain just like a computer
think you're cold but we are colder
cause im a soldier
im gonna get hot and wreck this danger
and make the paper

winged sandals
cnd we'll go to where I left the tablets,
Theres the lock, I'm passing you the key
To grab it,
Once you do look deep into
the words I'm

to rep Cheatham even though
We said it's all trash
I put rappers in ditches, bitch
Get picked up by dudes in shackles
'Cause you got tossed on Highway 12

purple rain
3D vision simple and plain
And your vision won't blur if you allow me to explain
Tramline 3B going around in a circle
Circling your cd, we fall

)

Dispense with the formalities and schemes
You may be contemplating
Foes are turning furry in
A hurry when transmogulating

By the pricking of my thumbs