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Number one rap album 2024 plus I got a dictionary
Main chick hit me up only hit it raw but we fuck in missionary
Got the vision in my head like

albums
Like it's episodes
they still don't believe in me
But wanna see how far I go
Lately I been hearing voices
In my head when I'm alone
I hate when

Fourteen years after 
And I still feel ten
But fourteen years later
The albums a ten
I'm doing my best
Cyclical
Cyclical
Cyclical
Cyclical
Fourteen years

into falling into falling into
Mothafucking place now
Y'all in rented space now
Every bad gown target rappers
turning tracks to takedowns
I was by

auf Stand-by
Entweder schlaf' ich ruhig am Ende
Oder hab' Blut in den Händen so wie beim Blood-Gangsign
Das heißt, ich würd' für Hip Hop sogar auf 'nem

doubted me, questioned me, didn’t believe me when
I said I’d drop a mixtape, oh shit that was a mistake
This shit sound like an album, so fuck whoever

album (Ha ha ha)
The jokes on you jack (Ha ha ha) (Yeah)
We did it again (We did it again)
Take that (Ha ha ha) (Ah)

A'int shit changed but the loot

excellence
Theirs still no award of the year for kendrick (Where's the album)
We only win grams for the rap and r&b categories
To minimise our impact
Thinking

to treat it
I'm a giant to you elves
Your albums stayin on the shelves
Lookin at my one hand I can count all of your sales
My cells are built different
I'm

Written By: Derrick Wyatt and Charles Bacome II


Don’t wanna let my mama down, she built it from the ground
We done seen so many hard days, don’t

Iy Yi Yi

Bobbi Bosselina

Skin Deep

1999

niggas by the balls
See me comin', drop the drawers, stop and pause
Hear me bustas, better drop the charge
Mothafucka, i'm about to roar

Spittin'

flew by
Some of the words took a place within like my eyes started facing in
And then I picked up the pen and while expressing my heart
I opened up my

Shorter manna beg you dnt Start
Rah
Niggas neva knew I'd switch up
Pushed thru with a quick Shove An I got my O.J gloves
Mans out chilling by da club

Vad har du gjort mer än va packad?
Du är för dum för min kärlek, jag borde fattat
Ingen rappar som jag rappat
När jag släpper mitt album, det

łudzi tam często też krzyczy
Goryczy nie chcemy zawiści nie chcemy
Nie po to tu żyję by robić problemy
Słów potrzebujemy rozmowy tak samo
Więc wypełniam

and feeling discouraged
Numbers are going stagnant
I fear that I may not flourish
12 am, the album dropped
As I listened I start to hear
The shit he saying now

I been woke 3 days cooking songs up
Ramen noodle dinners soaking the Patron up
I dun lost 3 albums on a flash drive
Every since I been looking for it

care
Because one day there'll be people bumpin T0ny everywhere
Yuh

My first album was the dip of my foot in the water that's considered rap
Now that

and let’s make some music, man
Let's finish up the album
(Straynané)
Yeah

De ringer, siger, "Brancs, du' back in the news"
Glem det der snak, I’m back

your name is still engraved
I'll kiss half a dozen roses
and then leave them by your grave
Could give a fuck about the fame
You didn't love me yesterday

true wanna be down
Guess how many flows you gotta spit?
Like toilet paper
I'ma put you through a lotta quit
K-Rino getting murked by your kinda flow
You

standing' by tha stove who washin' all my clothes
She said I don't do no good
I only do bad
And I never make em' happy I've only made em' sad
And there was

the strap
Yeah, I might burn ya
Don't be blinded by the lights
Yeah, that might burn ya
I double up on the price
For the right burner
I double up on the price

for all my women
Used you as a reference
Made it easier to segue my next sentence
Lately sex is empty
Embarrassed by my entrance
Only fucking with them