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Don't make a name for yourself as a Cyberpunk by how you live
Make a name by how you die

I Can't Slow Down, I Can't Slow Down
I Can't Slow Down, not

your talents and the magic within to
Free me from this accursed dimension
And, if I refuse?

Undisputed king of the heathens
A crown with razor blades

I’m jaded
I drink good, I’m faded
She got thick thighs plus good vibes, it’s going down like basements
Her current nigga erased him
I go King Kong

ain't tryna mingle
Them chances high you'll end up gettin' whacked just tryna linger
I'm a hood star but I came so far, I ain't post at no mall

I'ma

rather lay up in a ho
I was layin' low trynna get my head right
Ready for a change, ran into a dead end
Turned around and told myself I was finna rap right

lake at the dredged end
Ruts in the mud, then gravel, then a paved one
Left at the Amoco, right at the station
First train—wait
Take the second headed

dumb
Percy's got me feeling numb. Shooting the shit just like LeBron
I'm the king and you my son. Yeah, I got some bodies in my city
If you tell, then

Oh oh
Attention
Attention
We're comin on in from the deep end
How bout we mention the sort of wreck we're in
And by the way, this bouta be out their

You know torch keep the tec and a gloc

We get ends, or begin by robbing your spot 

You niggas jokers, I played your hand believe  it or  not

That's

candy, it get you now or later 

Its Nate Summers, yeah my style on top sell block

You know torch keep the tec and a gloc

We get ends, or begin by

of the King, so what you expect?
When I come in the room, better show respect
They don't care bout your soul
They just want a check

Guaranteed by the end

killer's face
Crabs in a bucket, kill my brother just so I can make it
King cobra of the snake pit
Havin' vivid dreams about killin' cops daily
For all

like a king and respect me, it's simple
I like to make her smile just to see her dimple

She got a good spirit workin' on her mental
I just run that bag

on his block then we sliding again
We ran up a bag then we do it again
Me and my boys we gone see to the end
Best come correct or we boxing you in
We is

Rather Get Money

New Gen

New Gen [LP]

2017

can't come to ends
Them boy they can't come beg friends
Man might slew them running with New Gen
Man's tryna inspire and push the yute dem
Man do

Corizo by the name
I speak the fact and the truth
My cassava is a fruit
My lyrics be like gun mess with it
It will shoot
Life is a bitch
Fuck it once

around these end times
We all just missed him
Four horseman road by I almost kissed em
Death spoke to me on some wisdom
Analyzing this and analyzing that

I bought me a potty.
Dissin’ me really could get you a hearse,
Probably be dead by the end of this verse and I stay wit’ some niggas thats ready

probably
They don't really care about me you see
Rather see me dead or caught by the feds or better yet in some dead end job
Nah that sob stories not me I

heart because I know how it is
When nobody is by your side and you got all of these issues
They say they down to ride but ain't none of 'em with you

to come at us you must be losing touch
You will get smoked like a
Dutch by the master
Actually a slave of the master
But I'm gettin' paid
If a bastard wanna

the steel like Magneto
Smackin' suckers like mosquitoes
Dispersin' verses like a kilo
I'm Michael, the king, you fuckers is Tito
Versace frames with the green

염병할 것들에 다가간다니까.)
Might not understand but trust me in the end they gon love us 
(내 말 믿어도 돼. 지금은 이해를 못해도 나중엔 우리를 사랑하게 될거야.)
sTRUEsGOD
We get high (우린 뿅

Might not understand but trust me in the end they gon love us 
(내 말 믿어도 돼. 지금은 이해를 못해도 나중엔 우리를 사랑하게 될거야.)
sTRUEsGOD
We get high (우린 뿅 가지.)
We gon serve em