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the man around here I give a fuck what they say rah rah rah rah till I pull up with the K ops talking like they down I'm a up one today. put that stick all

The higher the stakes, the falling gets fatal 
If I go back now my hands be empty
It’s more that’s in front of me now and it looks tempting 
Worldwide vision

getting top with the windows down
Man she blew my mind now it's winter now
That's a cold heart on the low low
Gotta stress less for the low blows
Cause this

I’m On da mission 

And winning by far 

My ancestors showed me a star I saw it in visions a sign of the war 



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SD Southern Dirt

Fuente—woe is me; diet plenty poetry
Arrivederci to my twenties, run from Jenny, run on empty
I been skiing hitting bunnies, is they your words? You look

lets get money like concessions
Never being a yes man I swear it’s so refreshing
10 toes down everywhere I go
Represent my city and family and Stick

take a second, Please, Let me beg your pardon
Buying a round, KO, You don't know what you fucking started
We heavy metal, I'm packing, You know that my

body so tense where's the suspense
I don't know all I know is that this feeling's immense
Like a black hole sucking me up wearing me down
Losing my smile

you can
Actin' like you gotta spine rather than
Ownin' up to the real shit
You call yourself a man
Look at her givin' you the wam bam thank you mam
No

Dan will be a snake by the roadside, a viper along the path
That bites the horse's heels so that its rider tumbles back
A flame goes forth from his

of fun
Cause women like a man who is tough as steel and knows how to use a fist and a gun
Yeah I drink pretty heavy til the time has come for me to get

and I can't attend your plans
Like this just the way I am I don't know
I fear that I'm not doing it right
They say to live by love, there's no lover in my

time you on boof
If shit mickey I'm getting sticky, cock it back, I'm gone shoot
You had blick when it was time to boogie down, you ain't shoot

Dame
I been rapping for a while thank God now i got a purpose
Cause that stuff I use to say honestly man it was worthless
Wake up stretch and say my

an AK and going cray-cray like some OJ shit
Protest as much as you pussies want, but I'm doing mighty fine
So controversial they want me to tone it down

Love to share they thoughts 
Around me 
My niggas young & stylish 
Never shooting off balance 
Tellem calm down , don’t get our street profits
Off

Remember when we lived on Rolling Hills Lane 
Out by the beat up tracks for the railroad train
And when I look back at all the memories it brings
I

the crowd 
While you wack artist doin' what you gotta do to get down like ridin’ rapper dick 
I ain’t playin' them games like Colin Kapernick  
Back against

Every time
Yo this life's got me swinging around
Running through town
Stocking and stocking
Yeah, you've heard it by now haven't you
And sometimes I

mind listening to Why?
Lose him in the pit, waiting for the Six
I see Justin on their bike, they don't hear me and ride by
The whiskey winter scars

I'm used to running solo in the field
Quarterback sneak, put that on me
I got the speed, look at the cleats yuh
But now I'm finally checking out

soaring through the city
On my burgh boy shit I still incline
The westside native out the alleys
Fucking up the stage all night
She stays down in

command
Happen so quick, you can't even understand
You just a kid, and they calling me the man
Trying to get my hustle on, but it ain't no scam
Rustle up

I tried to let this shit die down but they played about my gang
Go check the stats nigga i been doing this shit by myself
Choppa hit his head i put