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Never before in the history of this country
Have so many corrupting influences
Descended upon children at one time
And that most children don’t

to the bread received from all the orders
I might text you 4 times in a row, don't mean to bother
Just treat me with respect, my son might date your daughter

I walk up and down the street
And they tell me to get kicked out of the club
I say "Fuck you!"
And then he said "You need to calm down big fella,"

Verse 1: 
So he put his battery on our band
We must follow him outta hand
After that,
When that man runs there
With his nice noisy cleanin' machine

do you think Epstein was murdered
Come on now, just open your eyes
How could you be so offended but still so desensitized
I know that it's hard

exile to our redemption
We know you've planned it
Showin us the work of your hands
And good seed would be sown
In a righteous fertile land
And good fruit

It's gettin' to the point where
I don't like to have my phone in my
Hand while I'm recordin'
'Cause niggas think I'm
Readin' written raps
They think

Early morning off the Henny I remember the times
When I didn't drink but know too much shit be all through my mind
And I ain't pick up the mic

be intense
Some friends at the margin
Making summer streams harden
All these bulls shitting
Trying to milk me by the carton
But, uh, excuse me sir, I

your hand in my life
Cause all I worry 'bout now is my destination, the dreams I'm chasing
Worried about what people will think if I don't ever make it

your hand in my life
Cause all I worry 'bout now is my destination, the dreams I'm chasing
Worried about what people will think if I don't ever make it

future holds.
Cause the path that I walk is straight and narrow.

Was there a reason for your leaving?
And I'll take them out back.
Leave them, you don't

times so it's hard for me to trust,  lot of people done me wrong so I left them in the dust, now they wanna come around cuz they see me moving up, but I

rhymes

I heard that crime pay fuck the time
Time for me to get in my prime

Pouring up wockhardt by a line
My partna's crip throwing gang sings

"I only

to shock
With my heart racing fast time's ticking on the clock!
Fuck this shit, let me grab that shit out of your muthafuckin hands homie I'ma end it all
Cuz

foot, big foot like a time before
Bit a crook halfway my idols weren't
Mobb Deep I need that vital word
That punchline, that word slide
That wordplay,

your mentor's mentor
Bitch I never hold L's, I'm cool, on that Jay shit
I be on my vampire, My bitch on that slay shit
Stake in her chest like, be

coexist
Big 45 bitch you know I'm a steppa
And I ain't holding back cause I come from the west
Heard they be hot but you know we be better
Ain't ducking no

Yeah
Move the crowd, MC protocol
Y'all can hold your breath waitin for the Pro to fall
Cook today like there's no tomorrow, we can spar
Test your

times I could find
How many lies you can hide
Hidden in your book of games
You know what you did I guess I had to look for shame
You're really good

black hairstyles on white bitches 
Dreaming of future events 
Deja vu when I get riches
Life ain't about the Rollie 
More about big bidness 
The image

say my name one more time
In school, if you do, and you can't back it up
You're a fag and I'm done with your act, go cry now
Cry, Nathain (Nathain)
You

and losing some time
All I really wanna do is find it
Forget about it never mind it
Define it Like I underlined it
Lost my bro I can't rewind it
I tried

baked up in shape 
I bet you, his story fake, I bet you his jewelry fake 
I wouldn't mind havin' ya, it's the time traveler
It's the Don Carrier,