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in the winter i show the summer off
Ugly nigga never found by the shade cus'
Am in cut two stepping lighting flame up
Down, is all i ever knew
Till i

hiding
If u lost we cud get to finding 
Wasted our time 4 years joe Biden
Opp like a alien I got the video sighting 
 They running they ain't fighting
They

Yeah
Wavy Matt praise God every day

So often we are called hateful by people who hate our Lord and savior
So to them I say yes I am hateful
I hate

catch a felony
I am Kuromi
She is my melody
Good at this shit

Especially when a nigga is
Especially testing me
I got these niggas
They wanna go fess

Ladies and gentlemen
I am here to bring forward the charges to genocide
To the whole fucking World
But before that, we have a demand that needs to be

just how it goes
What am I saying? I hate being alone
It’s like you’re on the runway, and I just wanna run away
This street isn’t a one way, but hey

the guy that slaughtered no it's not possible this shit right
Here is irrelevant for me to murder anybody I don't even own a tech or
Uzi Joe you can't fool

Aye, bitch, bitch am balling like the mvp, yeah, I know they envy me, yeah,

Aye, pass this to my nigga, I ain't talkin' bout no CP3
The way I

the big boy like I’m Joe Frazier
Woo
No time like the present
Gifted in rap that’s the best kind of present
For me, for we
They believe in me
Go easy on me

the glow to attract any hoe

But I must ask you if you know my homeboy Joe Mama

I never stop cause I'm fast as hell
Imma put you in the cell, you bitch
You

Haven't felt in me
Fell in sentiment settling but I'm
Back like I never been
Back like Joe Carter come
Back like Drizzy Drake
I'm back doing laps getting

Feasting on the Blood of the Insane by Six feet Under
Reekomposer vocals by Tony Reviere and Joe Benson
In the dark of the night I search for

cause baby girl they wasnt your type of guys
i came to show you im different
come take a ride
shawty you so independent
you one of a kind
girl i stay by

Wrld
As an incredibly talented artist passed away
The same day that I am recording this record

Yeah...

Pray my brother Bizzie he gets out the streets

I'm driving down 209
Where you won't find
Nobody
who do it like I do it so they're playing buddy buddy
In this borough
I still excel
Pro level
Joe

See the code we live by is money OE
Ducking police I ain't had sleep in four weeks
Don't approach me if it ain't bout stacking mo cheese
I'm sinister

a rope a dope in the black on black rolls i call the ghost
Real ones salute and lets have a toast cause i am the truth and they comatose
Drop it down low

a fountain
Who am I?
Still that fly young boy?
Took a risk it with it all, ain't tryna die young boy
He ain't riding when it's time, that is not yo' boy
Then

masturbated
Out the mud, came from nothin
What I'm doin, Doin' somethin', joe budden my fuckin' shotty
When I up that bitch, I pump it up
Make that lil bitch

the hero of my town

Here I am no average Joe, 'cause everybody knows my name
I wear one of those silly outfits and you can play me on a video game

bitches be tripping
She say that you broke, she asked if i got it i told her fasho

I am a vet not an amateur
Glock with the beam, need no silencer

God's greatest gift
Type of shit to have me second guessing
If I'm having kids sheesh sheesh
But who am I to judge look at us now
On the gram he lit

'm dirty
I didn't want them to think
That because I'm unvac... nated
That I am diseased
Because this is the propaganda
And it breaks my heart
For them

on the invest
My currency is faith that’s why I strut like I am blessed
Who the best they think they it I must confess I must digress
Get involved and I digest