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your last name
Don't need riches don't need fame
Just need your love it's all the same
I'm your rose
Baby keep me warm, I'm a rose
You're my rose
You're

scream
Cant E.T. till the whole team routine
Eating poutine, where the spare change be a cheese
Couple hundred thousand
I’m surrounded by strong men,

a lot its royalty
Seeing me is owing me
Having this joy in me
Can't toy with me
I'm a Black Oiler b
BLACK

We all royalty
Don't be blinded by the color

the lord fueled by the infamous roar
I am the realest b-boy
No need to toy, all of you will be destroyed
Murder and butcher your corpse
No remorse, send you

Get your money, buy a ticket
Come see me spit kurious Jorge
See the name in lights incredible how 20
20 be the hindsight get your rhymes right
Get your

that toaster in his hand
Nah, my opp's don't need no holidays with lotion and no sand
Just go and stand up on your block, you'll be closer to a tan

supposedly we accused
But the serpent's head is getting bruised with steel toe boots
Girded with truth, my name ain't Uncle Sam but I want you
It's spiritual

of Onegin invented by Pushkin
Sure, and
Now we know each other’s names
Hey
You’re three days
older than me and
There are no obstacles left between us
I mean

the dust sometimes
But that's just sometimes
Yea that's just sometimes
Poor me
I be on a low sometimes
Life be getting cold sometimes
Don't do what I'm told

Shooters ballers and the scholarS 
Common goal is profit 
Surrounded by those who are Toxic 

I don't know what to do wit
Negas 
Left me hanging like THey

back with the cold game
Iceberg betta know the name
And the birds brains don't understand
But that's alright and it's ok
We work and they gone pay
We

The Club

Kid Capri

The Piece Maker

2000

bein in jail, trapped wit no cream

[Lord Finesse]
I be the don that's known to have the style sewn
More cheese than calzones, give chicks

intention is to be the greatest
Like my dad before me, I'll make it
So take your best shot, I will never stop
I'm the next Asakura, and I'm aiming for the top

singing to the choir
Let me fall back
Then I fell on my knees and said oh
Lord please a young fella need help
Told me He was all I need
To love everybody

it's gon be
I remain strong

Can you prepare for the unexpected
Lifetime of being rejected so I stay protected
Don't ask me how
No fear in my conscience

a cure

Don't you know that, time waits for no man
Not fate, it's all planned
I'm blessed just to know you
I've loved and I've lost just to hold you

an MPC an a microphone
Lyrics flow through me inspired by the Holy Ghost
Im a warrior riding with the Lord of hosts
Samson no Delilah Kept my hair in locs

for me is cheer nigga
But you don't know what it feel like to be labeled as a broke ass
So so nasty comments when you waka pass
For street e don cast

twenty-three years old, a fourth of my life is done
By twenty-nine years old I'm trying to have a wife and son
Half of the time, I trust in the Lord and I let

you to dog food
Pray to lord that's who you call to
And You gotta move smarter you ain't think it all thru
I made his whole plan fall thru
And I'm

head banging, know that grandma hear me (know she hear me)
And I can't lie like I don't be up in my feelings sometimes
When you ask if I'm okay and I say

have to cut my head yah yah yah yah yah
They gon have to cut my head
They gon have to cut my head off

My name in every city like it was my tour
I had

When you see me you better salute me 

Lord please help me get straight. Cause I don’t know no other way
When you see me you better salute me
If you got

verses inspired by the book of James
My tongue cannot be tamed
It's a burning flame
I'm stacking up eternal riches bout to make it rain.
I'm a visionary,