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but I'll add them to my album
If you fuck with it, then I like you
If you don't like this shit, you're a psycho
Let me explain why I'm rapping like this

the ink and then you're done for
Ahead forever, fuck a rushmore

Grew up in East Orange I was naughty by nature
Where the vin numbers never match the car's

Don't hate

Royce da 5'9"

Der Beste Tag Meines Lebens

2002

a threat that's growin with ya, step from the hills to the best
I prove that I'm witty by usin my mind
I spit from my heart so you don't confuse me with

than your video
Fuck a sadiddy ho
This that rap city flow, hit Flex
Let the city know, shit
By time you hear this
A nigga will be up on Arsenio
And I got

is for my fans, yeah, this is for my fans
I grit my teeth out here in this jungle
Surrounded by truth to see, I know what now this like
It's a gamble

to pain and repercussions
I know I said that I live my life for Jesus
But at times I might come across as a non believer 
Faith shaken by heartaches

up
Then i re-up
Drinking water
Pass me the juice
In album mode I turn to a recluse
Bein in the booth just gives me a boost
Waking up it's just another

bitch to smoke some DMT
I'd take my showers in platinum powder if I hadn't blown all my loot on my first album, Magnums, Ketamine & Valium, shit
I'd try

AM is like a clock tower
That means my attention's getting paid by the hour
Cuz I am a ghost writer too
A darker side that don't apologize I live beyond

Russia

Dave East

Karma 2

2018

Holiday Season

I talk to God like I'm 'bout to die (die)
I think of Malik and I start to cry (leak)
They paid no attention, was walking by

odmówię im mieszkania

Miałem tak wielu kolegów to wtedy jak teraz byli przyjaciele
Dawałem im rady i wiodłem do celu
Nagle by oddali mi całe podziemie (i

Fast life, can't ever be slippin'
So fast you blink and you'll miss it
Hard times I will never miss 'em, get cash
I'm off like a missile
Abide by

Fuck mumble rap
Uh dubba dubba that, shit is hot garbage
I ain't bumping that
Drugs and some tats
Now you call yourself a rapper
Wrap it up
We've had

Last call
Y'all made it to the end of the album and shit
It's a dreamer's reality right
I let you in my life
Let me in yours for a moment
Just

of drastic
But I want to make a mill, so I can't stay still
I got to write a classic
No need to ask if the radio's gonna blast it
Listen to the brass, whip

chance I advance. Even if I'm stuck, I'm sticking to the plan
Sticking to the script, That I wrote. Some years ago 
I just live by the code. That's all

it come to my dreams
I'm real avid postpone my album
Cuz the shit illmatic
I don't fuck with sneak diss
I gotta kill static
Them boys think they squad

I really didn’t have no direction for this song 
Like really
Really the album was finished
I just saw this beat heard this beat, whatever 
And I got

I'm a psycho
I'm a terrorist, spreading nitrous oxide through the air
Through the freqency and bass
Breathe it in, play the album
Let the songs touch

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

bound to blow
The formula ain’t never been original
You play the game and now tryin' to get an album sold
I’m surrounded by the muses and they gonna be

message
My presence
Your halo
Will come to you soon
An album by me
Dropping in June

Ayo
Sitting right next the beef

Like its lettuce tomatoe
Complexion

the feeling
With no plaques
Back when albums would challenge acts
Like its cinnamon
Now their stats just need filling in
I'll be the villain in
Industries I

how they think they can kill at will
Ain't the one to bow or lay down
I'm bout to spill the real
Still drop these albums without a deal
No material get