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is born
To a pot of gold
News flash im seizing on the honour roll
Shaking times up you gotta go
Tight shirt wearing rappers
I can see your heart

heart and mind, models callin' on my line
Commas ima find and llamas by my side
Things I had to afford
They can't light my blunt why the fuck would I hand

Critics call my beats hot, and this album gold
In this new world, creativity reigns
Fuck the old guard, we're breaking chains
Every lawsuit thrown, is just

Time to get it like the industry owe
Be back in a minute i go for the gold
How ever they give it i'm taking it whole
Yeah
Yeah
Wait
Feeling the rhythm

And I'll keep grinding 'till the day
That I be some kind of king
I want a dynasty
I'm thinking I want some type of Ming
I want the gold, I'm out on silver
I

your daughter rooms
Shoutout to the fatherless dudes
I got no auto tune
I gotta turn my album in high noon
Who do you talk to?
When the phone too busy

load up
Let us get this bread or double cheddar from these cold cuts
Off these albums cuz the best you got, just don't hold up
So hold up, the boy been

focused now
Yeah, I know I disappeared
I'm reemergin' now
Album down, but that ain't how I'm going out
I sue you for a settlement, you gotta reimburse me

I'm so happy, couple seconds later, stressin' 
And I'm begging you, please, don't get involved 
Like the song on my album, the message ain't gettin' old

when you Graduate ahead of your class?
How could science and religion
Get resettled with math?
What's the point of wearing gold
If we don't settle

U Love 2 Hate

Yukmouth

Thugged Out: The Albulation

1998

Regime, nigga you Love 2 Hate
Album to the face, nigga you Love 2 Hate
Yes, it's that nigga you Love 2 Hate
Young nigga, wit money, you Love 2 Hate

of applause for Mr. Quay Miller
(Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes)
On November 10, he released the most streamed and controversial album
That will keep you on the edge

yesterday by ya self Tryna show love
Poker face and I'm calling Bluff you just went against a Royal Flush
So smooth debonair on the Swivel and I'm hard

music edits, wish I had total control of it
Linkin Park, NWA got me in sync
Listening to The Incredible True Story
I like these albums that feel like

It’s that time that I pop booze wee
To manyora ame dintshang Dan niggas hoe voel jy
JM, L.L cool J, Mshi le bo Mkhuze
Dude skaars like a thick gold chain

tampons
Into my ears, just only not to
Hear all these wack-ass albums, brought to
The industry by ‘em dumb skinny and tattooed
Freaks, their raps -

that's full of burn holes
Tryna flip it to an album that'll turn gold
And then eventually plat
Remember back in school they were never mentioning that

the darkness
Intricately articulating
Thoughts to flows
To differentiate my techniques
From all of those 
Who don't respect emceeing
Only have thoughts of gold

with days wey i they h wey i go faint
If you wanna hear the story loyal boy go play the tape
My album on the way as you they fell back in the days
We

with living in my own house
Being single in a thirst, spitting gold from my mouth
Seeing digits in my digits and inside my bank accounts
Said it's my

tryna
Get you up to my God
Till your vision's all blood red
Like you Cyclops
But the only way to do that is if your life's lost

By his stripes I'm

finally run out of patience
Still
I used to dream about grams
Not weighing up bags but gold plaques
The gramophone head soon turned to an idol
Sticking up

like I was hungry for the loot that gold hoarder Dropped!
Dude that was crazy, and then we shipwrecked and went deranged over a piece of Cooked pork

Bottle of Humans

Anticon

Anticon

is my gold tank, everywhere I go don't belong
I'm known by most, hated by many, endured by the rest
Police in dead skin, I'm so East, 
well then why