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Bum nigga broke on his ass he won't be shit
Cali been burning outside looking bleak now
Ima still roll up a j and get geeked bitch
Smoking

the beans long as the internet lets me
Skating on some thin ice, you could call the kid Gretzky
I believe in J. Christ, I ain’t scared of death, bet me
Every

street niggaz
And white boys that'll eat niggaz
I don't need a butcher to do my reppin
I get mines with a heat nigga
Pass by the spot wit' yo piece
Smokin'

here to set things right!
Got a chip on my shoulder, I'm the prick you can't ignore!
Ain't confined by your sick words, no, not anymore!
I'll chew you

arrangements
You know me i pLay the Ledge
Im hanging on with the stainLess
Im praying dont hit the edge
Saying that shii is Dead  
Holding my Lonely homie them

F.A.y.B.A.N.

Screwball

CMJ New Music, Vol. 73

"From the underground" (Scrathed by DJ Premier)

Fuck all y'all bitches ass niggas from my heart
Everybody talkin shit but nobody want to start

Speaker of the stars, coming undun
Unravel my weights like, Rock Lee
Tread lightly through nebula
The sage bleeds
Knowledge through the scholar who seek

I still remember all them bullets hitting on that shed
Whistles flying by our head
God damn these niggas want us dead
They wanted to fill us up with

Pandora's box
A gift and a curse
Glasshouse boys
You can't get away with smaller rocks
You're clowns with monologues
Ha
It's too big
It's too strong
She says

Enter Nairobi, tuck your chain rock a vest
Dead presidents bunker in your sock, against external threats 
You brand criminals, at home they are bread

Mushrooms in the blunt I'm blowing billie Kimber by the ounce 
Fuck going to the club In rater kick it at the house 
cnd keep it peaceful with my people

these seniors coughing, sneezing
Make like flies while I'm excreting
Dropping dead in respirators
Till we stop Corona season
So if I'm against

Missing Children

Cunninlynguists

Will Rap for Food

all over my face
Put your breaks on stop the motion
Robotic movements, rusted by the rain of my Father
Splashin' water out of gates
Flood

Song: Cruise Control (Extended Version)
Written by: A Ali

Intro:

A Ali: Hey
Lady J: Hey! What you doing?
A Ali: I ain’t doing shit…just riding.

lot of ridicule
Humilated by the circumstance around you
Now move on to the bright side
Girl you gotta switch lanes
Baby you gotta come my way
Even if

the ocean
Swim with the dolphins
Go from coast to coast
Hey come baby make i rock your boat

Your neck your back
Look i can bend you over like this
I can you

dead or in the penn, some even turning snitch
So I'ma hustle what was gifted in the studio making hits
Loved by few, hated by many, but watch how I do

gets inspired by
The bottom of a pint
Had your agents on your ass
Your thoughts turned violent
But when it came to film ideas
Your brain was Dead Silent

We walk with the dead (below zero)
We keep 'em on ice (below zero)
You heard what he said (off with his head)
Guillotine rap, yeah the killer team's

irrelevant
Is an ant trying to grow a trunk and dance like an elephant
So Mister Frankenstein, dead your experiment
Body so African and head so American

the mic out the box
In this rhythm, with my band I will rock
I spit it hot like the hellhounds from COD
Nina from full metal’s your only dog
With my league

Everyday I find myself dreaming
Everyday I find my
Everyday I find myself dreaming
Drinking by my window every night
Feeling kinda fucked
They

an autograph? (Uh-huh)
And he was like if the graph is auto it should be done by now
Like what the fuck does that even mean? (I don't know man)

Yow! Uh! I'm

Mean I just don't have time for small dreams
Whether you believe it or not were all connected by the collective
Subconscious so raise up your conscious I