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these days that I'm wastin'?
Man I know that I don't even deserve to make it
I look at my songs ashamed I say God do I hate this
The work of art that I

the highest
You got your head in the clouds
Or looking down from further up
But I'm god to y'all
Rhymes don't need to be superior
Cause anywhere I go all I do

Still look like a sway bar, got a big AR with the Ferris wheel
Wake your whole hood up, let that Drac' sing you a lullaby
Man of few words, I know you

look like a sway bar, got big AR with the Ferris wheel
Wake your whole hood up, let that Drac' sing you a lullaby
Man of few words, I know you heard

man
They much to it, I drinked a bit, I smoked a bit
I'm just trying to feel numb to it
Let me tell you how it's going down
Watch your backs, snakes

cause I really wanna see that ass bounce
I thank God every time a nigga cashed out
Told you them tables turn you
Turned your back and now ya assed out

bruce wayne and
Living the moment
I have been awoken
Feeling the tables are turning
Mixing my time and devotion
Working like fuck a tomorrow
Flow be

humble, kill pride if it comes
With my queen by my side, I am far from possessive
She ain't submitting to me, she has a voice at the table
A feminist I've

thrive, while deprive, trickle down in enslavement

We'll. all settle now, cause we'll die tryna change it
A king to a God, my manifestation
But, I

on a table and some rollies and a birkin
And I don't give her loving but she still coming lurking
T'd up X'd up
For god sake I don't need none
All this running

at all

Fast lines shot down to kick start the drive to go fast go hard
Ride, fuck and die
Living by the code, off to hell you go
Passing out cold in guns,

of the other side
When I'm drinking cheap tequila
Would it kill ya just to call me
Even if it's just to calm down from the come down
All the drugs on table

I ever said man it was met for thee
I never gave a fuck the table it was set for me
The minute I stepped in and no there ain't no referee
To call

God speed man can't slow down
Be patient 
My brother be patient 
Be patient 
My brother be patient
I got trauma 
PTSD from the corner 
Skipped school

All I Think About

Bad Meets Evil

Southpaw [Music from and Inspired by the Motion Picture]

2015

don't fake mine, I do this the fair way
Snitches get stitches, blown away and left on display
Hung by the grapevine, I just kicked a chair away
Let me be

to listen to me attempt at a message, damn 

Why did god put the world in my hands?
Wasnt sure what to do so i passed to my mans
Found the greener grass, sat

I'm by myself smoking blunts to the fuckin' face
If it ain't ace bitch don't open up that fuckin' case
I can hold this shit down like a fuckin brace
New

need em
Around my folks, used to sneak em
Never wanted one to meet em
And she sat em down and briefed em
On the nature of our meetings
I just couldn't

ages 
By many countries, many gods
That are external and outside of me 
These entities of love
All present and all knowing 
But are very quick to judge

understand everything
You're a dog, not a human, and I, not a god
Though the two are nearly spelt the same
Nah, forget it anyway...

My dog, welcome

The G-O-A-T, the one who raised me
My friend since i was 10
200! 2003
I’m old as fuck
I was s'pose to be a millionaire by 21
Dumb FUCK SHIT, should’ve sat down

a mean man
Eating rappers alive like a fiend, and
Never backing down from the beef, Imma beat them
I snatch your wristwatch and then run away after

prime
May God strike me down with lightning if you think I'm lying
Making bands and spit hot fire like my name is Dylan
You are the company, you keep

Heaven on Their Minds

Orlando Pops Orchestra

Andrew Lloyd Webber: The Music, The Magic

1996

occupied; have you forgotten how put down we are?

I am frightened by the crowd.
For we are getting much too loud.
And they'll crush us if we go too far.