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to my block we'll have you running faster than Rich was from Uzi
I'm from the city where youngins toting fye but don't  know how to use it
I'm the real

style she feeling the vibe
Real nigga I'm moving in silence
If a nigga want beef I ain't goin on live
I'm doing me I can't promise
On future and goals

can remake their mental system
Why won't you learn

Stuck in a prison that exists in the mind, existence defined
By power to persist undermined,

destiny"

There's no refuge for the renegades 
Spend a winter in St Lucia just to meditate
Be back in the city in time just to levitate and elevate the grind

my city
With the re-up on the trap home (trap)
So I ain't worried ‘bout a gang I have a backbone (nah)
You don't know about the struggle in your fat

Per second perfected to every pixel
Inflicts through damage to live to and die by
My, time flies
I don't mean to scare your perception
Or barbecue your

2 AM the beats played about a thousand times
My minds stuck on just doubting lines
To my surprise, I've just been compromised
The artist now lies

walked so many Ks not Miles
Lit so many js
My brain fades
But giving up is not my style
I don't give a fuck
Two middle fingers up to my rivals
360s like

No i don't do no social beef but I like That chicken though
Play your hand right
Your face card good don't need to Pick and roll
Got it by my lonely

Of his trolley, the woman by the park
Bench struggling with her body

Every single person has a purpose in them
Burning look again allow yourself to see

I was conceived in the late 90s
By a family who was just being formed
Tunnel vision
My vision is becoming deformed
Bloody eyes
I have no remorse
I'll

And if they ever do take us we neva give information
No we don't do that
I'm Nino in my city I treat Grand like tha New Jacks
2 Dollas might get chu jacked

que, il s’fuckeuh
Ils font que suffoquer quand
J’pousse le chant

"Let's go back to the real shit
I go by the of
KT Gorique Couteau-Suisse en direct du

to
That you can blow it by the ounce to
Bad bitches thinking that they can't live without you
Young rich nigga they can't walk in my shoes
I can't bask in

name upon the city
I embrace my cultures fame so committed to this
It's hip hop idish
I was born to live it
Engulfed to abyss, so deeply I'm short winded

falling, me falling, me falling
They don't wanna see me balling, me balling, me balling
Fuck it, man, I'm all in
I live by the code and it's death before

to hunger
 He began to chill when he seen his dudes was getting numbers
Finally Went legit and found him city job
On his way to work due to the pride he'd

to hunger
 He began to chill when he seen his dudes was getting numbers
Finally Went legit and found him city job
On his way to work due to the pride he’d

a ho short from a pimp
With the gangsta walk limp
I tossed up the hat by the Raiders
Now I'm crocodile and alligator
Tryin to get my paper, man, they say

is my home populated by savages man
Did you know that this place we call home
Was a social experiment
Set up by the government
To keep us in poverty

a seance and quizzing Nitesche about the after 
Life disturbed by a German tourist on hike through  the 
Forest high like i tried to bight the live wire in

Knock knock to the game from them monsters
Part 2 cock pop with a rahh rahh 
30 ought boom shak with a laka
Hauk boof doot doot doot from the chop

You got me Zay
I got you, go in
Let me talk my shit
Check, look
Uh, reporting live from the sidewalk
From the city, representing till the sky fall

be surprised by your findings

Get a clue and youtube September Clues
And Judy wood Irrefutable too
The planes look like cartoons
And they played some