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Fascinated by the better things, 
Activated by the dollar 

I had to run up my commas,
I want the money,
You niggas can keep all the problem's

I’m living life

Yo its Illithid I'm in sports illustrated
You know I've been berated outdated from my town
I was found impregnated displayed inside a cow
I don't

Swagger down pat, call my shit Patricia
Young Money militia, and I am the commissioner
You don’t want start Weezy, ’cause the F is for Finisher
So

goodbye to me
I lie to see
If she comes back to me
I die to see
Her again
Within the week
But why is she so mad at me
She probably is In love with me
But

Paid My Dues

Dirty

Love Us or Hate Us [Chopped and Screwed]

2003

killin' niggaz back and forth
Who that there?  Man, how you do that there?
Goddamn I want to do that there
So I went home and wrote my first rhyme, for

The Reaper

Virtuoso

Word War II: Evolution of the Torturer

2004

buttons
faggots that's good for nothing always want to prove there something
your mother had to carry you for nine months
but I could bury you by squeezing

of love and lust, I rather get money, fuck a bitch
I wanna live alone, on my own, my niggas don't wanna understand
So I said it's either that or just get

really care 'bout skin color, yeah I heard enough
The black corner is where I'm at if you really wanna box
Now back to the topic at hand
I'm back to where

Real Or Fake

Z-Ro

Meth

2011

don't love my bitch, I love my paper
And you ain't shit, if you ain't never been screwed up
But you gon' take a nasty punch, if I lace my shoes up

Think they playing  hero
You know the vibes 
Yea
Now let's get it
Plain and simple
Finna black out 
On this Nigga
Don't even know 
What he's in for

I was

even make it there
When I come around you feel the greatness in the atmosphere
Tryna parlay my word play into a rap career
And tho I love my town if

when they come chasing a payment
All bars, if it ain't good then erase it
Take it, if you go hard you can name it
I'm a free soul, don't care where I

feelin' the tug love
True say I'm black like Deto
Boot him allegro, bark inna vessels
Me, I need pesos, 9's and pebb phones
Fly up, Selfridge

lil dummy (lil dummy)
If ain’t talking bout money you ain’t talking bout’ nothing (talking bout’ nothing) 
Ya ass might as well be mumbling yea (might

and leave her
Step right up and claim we here
My ambitions with my fears
My whole system and my peers
And the people that just cheer
God I love you
If we meet

are slow so
Just listen every line by line lemme finish
Yo

Pizzagate politicians man who we kiddin'
They want us wearing dresses if
We rapping for

whatchu want from it
Say she wanna swallow stuff that she won't vomit
Seen things that you can't imagine truth be told
If my record sale to millions then

is shaded
By black clouds I'm hated
Ma whole team the greatest
Oh yeah i mean
We all destined for greatness
Coz them niggers gon hate it
And them hoes

Obama being president don't mean
It's a black world
There ain't no brotherly love
We ain't brothers
We're just the same colour, you cunt
Speak my name

as a bird but please
Don't hang on my every word
These words are my words
Drop your own lines if
You want to be heard
Now third ain't the ticket
And second

inside
Didn’t know the reason
Couldn’t tell you even if I tried
Ego is a bitch that shit’ll always
Catch you by surprise
Now I’m popping up on everybody

wack you pretend
Nothing like Zach with a pen
That just depends
Arching her back and it snap with a bend
Think I give a fuck if dashing offends

The dice fixed now
I've been on some no sit downs
In disgust by who you sit round
Not made like us I can't be budged
If you misjudged my whole get down nigga

My favourite nitty's always coming short
The one I hate scores the most
My shawty talks the most
Never sticking to a word
If you've ever said you