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The haters Keeping a close watch
Nice state of mind plot nice though
Now give it all you got.
Word to my city 
We mean mugging in murder rap
They shoot once we

didn’t exist
Im Corleone finding  Fredo as the traitor
I mean we family, gotta live and die by this shit
I don’t ever get the credit that I truly deserve,

hangin' from it
I'm out my mind, I can't configure it
I'm way too niggerish
I tried to read the Bible but I'm straight illiterate
With anger temperaments
I

yourself
Ready for a new album, keep asking bitch
Cold world keeps me grasping to live
Blood in my veins is all I can give
Eyes to the sky, 3 wisest is here

it repeated
Under pressue it stresses
I can't measure it messes
With me which oppresses
Thoughts that addresses
The messes in my damn mind
That can

love
Ooh

And all that man she
Give me her world
Give me her all
By my side

Shawty help me stand up tall
I reminisce about the days in the past
Cause in

colonised yeah
How to change it, I've been thinking on my mind yeah
One solution is, never sign on the dotted line, yeah
'cause your own oppression is goin'be

by
Invite her in, with our family
Cause once I realize now, that could be my mother
If one time, unfortunate events took our families out combined
She

be playin' 
And I be losing my mind 
That's why I practice patience 
Who am I slayin' 
I kill this shit on daily basis 
My day is day is 
Make an album

Gotta get my shots off
Dunkin, get my hops off
No rest, I can't nod off
Cookin up like hot sauce
Album gonna drop drop
Workin just for God God
And I

fo'
If you don't, dial four one one I got the info
Catch the tempo, bless ya mental, its quite simple
Step on stage, blow the speakers like a twelve

Realm, I Aim and I can touch the Sky
Got inspired by Eminem and F I F T Y 
Replicating other rappers is what i refrain from
It's about my life, just shut

through pain and hustle trynna find my inner self
Ain't easy feel surrounded by devils like I live in hell
Gotta get rich at all cost
Can't stay poor cos

on these truffles 
You gave yourself away 
By looking down and to the left
Can't be mixin up these pits 
With emotional support pets
I don't fuck with who

Nickel

Royce da 5'9"

M.I.C. (Make It Count)

2004

on black to get 'em (whoa)
High off 'caine, robbin' everything
From the tires to the tents to them snap-on spinners
It's simple - four or five niggaz ride

from the start
Just you wait until this album drop
It might just top the charts
They heard OTS is going up
Now they all want be apart
But it's the same

of the billboard, top 20 in 12 months, and I'm a
Son of a bitch for it, new policy, new apologies, new kingdom, new democracy, I'm a king by
Birthright, not

and drugs 
Too many girls getting pregnant by wanna be thugs 
Cant pay the child support let alone the hugs 
Shit only thing the kid gets is probably a hug 
I

tailed by the feds again
They got me under close watch like Arizona Mexicans
Yeah I'm doing dirt if the police in the city can
No ID in the drivers seat

Sitting in my ass
In my room
Legs crossed
Ping ponging in my mind
Entangled by the ropes
Arms spread
Dreading the time when I have to be it again
Writing

Yea yea yea
Verse an Kid Lethal
Did it again nigga lets get it
Day by day im sheddin off bad habits
The last dragon
Head strong an mad savage
Craig

competition I'd grab a hold of my belt
I spit a bar like I'm Kendrick then hold a note like Adele
So why not treat the top like homecoming and go by myself
I

a clock, but I punch a clown Smashing in your parents' crib, don't make a fucking sound
King of New York, I don't want the crown Ask whoever the king is by

tryna free my mind these bitches got me like it voodoo
I ain't tryna make it hard but I need myself a new crew
The game is actin cereal ain't talkin about