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to play so I told the hoe 


Money come first 
Then come hoes 
Sometimes I don't live by code 
I'm blow my whole sack bitch tho 
N get whole sack from bitch

fog
Was my mind
Like I was chased by a dog
Named time
I felt just like a cog
In line
Rolled downhill like a log
Get grind

I thought that people hurt

snack as I unwrap, white girl rap bout to grab that black thing by the side of my lap, is it a Mac or some container filled with green crack these verses

of views
Hated by so many, faded by none
Bet you bitches remember me when it's said and done
Bitch I'm Chulo

Attitude is now or never
Cause tomorrow might

me
But little do they know I'm covered by da lords body you gone still spin I don't know yeah probably 
It's something inside me I like to end

You living in the presence of the motherfucking kings
That's Tri-Valley, TVS, seen on TV
If you want to beef with us, better send the address
Walk into

for the sake of those who never made it
The real among us get separated
Hey, it comes down to being dedicated
Still surrounded by faces going through

looting kings
Attempts at being regal
Am I alone?
Or is it filtered by the schemes?
I try to sleep
But I'm awakened by my dreams
I felt the pain
All you did

over these so rappers
I'm too spiritually spiteful to be expressed by your pastor
Take a breath because life is getting much faster
Reality don’t battle

I'll let you down
Man I'm playin' 'round
Just pass the crown
To this black king
Sip on it while relaxing
Piece by piece
Tryna build somethin'
Can't find

on my shades
Not phased by your hatred
I'm probably a sadist the way that I'm smiling
When snapping on niggas who tested my patience
Y'all should be

Never make it to the end
They all just pretend
I'll stay out your way
I'm still tryna figure my life out again
Just to keep it a buck
But I deal by

Pac
Was a more relatable plot
Started on the Amistad now we own acres and yachts
Reputation qualified made them other guys exempt
Get dotted by them K's

What Ya Used To

Hit Boy

MMG Presents: Self Made, Vol. 3

a come up cause the youngin' been about it
I could tell you 'bout the hustle cause I always been around it
Into every situation tried to get some ends

you wanna sit on my lap
First I gotta see you dance

Louis Bags
Can’t be controlled by the bands
Can’t be reliving my past
Fuck that, you know I’m

Dream got a flow you just can't interrupt
The flow so pure it just can't be corrupt
You keep playing, and the ditch is where you'll end up
Leave him

That's slowly but surely been fired my way
I wasted time by writing a phrase
And showing these haters that I ain't afraid
Cause that's what they want

The Bloody Meadow

Seven Kingdoms

Brothers of the Night

I am the king of rhymes
I'll choose the songs you will hear tonight
Just drink up your wine
And think not of tomorrow's fight

So I take you far

Of cardinals
Ya Resembling penny wise Yet pound foolish
Mentioning letting nines loud music
Spread in the dead of night round Luther king drive
Despite The fact

public 
I'm over me now 	
Playing to the crowd 	
Could I be shrouded in glory? 	
I'm just telling my story
Superstar by 40? 	
That's not what Tim the King

the drive that will make him see the end of the tunnel soon
And while everybody else minds is closed
It's pretty hard to be the light that escaped from

a shit 'bout mine
Ask me if I wanna hang
Not sorry bitch but I decline
Surrounded by a swarm of fuckin' peasants with no fuckin' spine
I'm snippin' at your

head Games better
Little boys hearts might end up in Half
Letting you know that your gonna Regret her

No, I won't leave to whole ting Empty
We out here

I Can't Play the Blues

Ron Thal

Hermit

1997

I play as fast as I can, I'm the Gingerbread Man
With a fast hand, won't ya kick me outta your band
I only play for me, I'm the king of Unity
I'm