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the wall, hold the ladder steady, and I’ll be ready
If you wanna hang me, grab me by the balls, kick me out of the ring, where I ll been waiting

I m  on fire

More rhythms and more beats and more missions 
Visions of me killing the scene a rapping mortician 
The streets prison, its warfare the souls missing

with us, 
I'm feeling like thugger, 
Let's run up them digits, 
They ran from that money, 
While we roll/ran up wit it, 
Sometimes wonder if things could

that bitch should've said it then
Loving my life, you surrounded by petty men
Shordy want meddy and peddy, I get it then
Said your girl fine, but you

Shout out all my niggas who are down to make a couple quid
Plug done fucked his grades so I respect he's tryna move a brick
Know a couple dons you

on top he cums too fast but baby I can't stop yeah
Burst that dick out for me I want more
Baby you so cute yeah but with me that shit don't work
And I know

Empty Nimbus

Fission

Crater

2004

the interior

But conflicts turned to harmony
When I crawled out through my wormhole
And admitted insifficienty
As part of the human role

You call me

Catching the plays then I run it track
I'm going speedy if I'm feeling greedy
My shoe game ain't easy and that's a fact
I might go out cop me some Versace

up coach I change my plays
I need to make some money
I want a beautiful Bae
I see how things become and
I'll do what it takes
FBI wanna find me
We cut

we always on they mind
You put it down on me
I hold you close girl
I gotta nurture you
Cus' now you’re my world
I show you out now
I buy you rocks now

parlez-vous, it's just you me to Allah
I just wanna be left alone before I catch me a charge
you feel the static in the air that rubber grip can fix the spark

Felt your eyes
Half way across the room
I'm tryna vibe
Just me and my fucking crew
You walk by
Baby I just wanna do you
For the night
Ain't tryna

and drug sells, Where the community is divided by hatred and gun shells, no tripping on the past, Gucci slides on the gas, Reflecting on it all wit my hands

or the phonies
Turn nothing to something, I gotta go prove it
I'm doing this me and me only

I pop out, I'm killing all of these egos
Bitch I'm the Craig to these

I just wanna feel alive
See a brighter day when I open up my eyes
Sick of people telling me how I should live my life
Fuck playing by the rules I

just right in time 
By the end I vanish, I'm gone, ain't returning home 
I meant I'm banished, I'm withdrawn, I'm the thorn 
Sometimes Lightning strikes

find you some chores

Or sit in the trap and come post by the door, But thats if you wanna, good dope, put
me in a coma, Number nine, that be my aroma

Situation 
Backup In the Lab To Start This Operation 

As I Walk Thru The Valley Feeling Something Beside Me 
Shadows In The Dark, Creeping Knowing Where I've

like you’re losing your mind
(ahh)
has anyone made you think your feelings don’t matter?
well me too
you can take all your problems to Him, many or few

would tell you that in 1969
Russia almost made it
We were almost out of time
I knew all their secrets and I was gonna squeal
NASA thought they'd kill me

will knock me out
If I dare give up
All I know is I'm gon' get my bread bread
Yeah I know that I'm gon' fill my plate plate

Ey talk to the middle man

those
Part black, part white, I'm repping Puerto Rico
You can try to step to me but I'll leave you all finito

Ya Mama said that I'm a bad influence
I

I got money

I got bags bitch

Don't do banks bitch

Bitch I'm cash rich



They call me a savage

Bitch u act rich

Take all that make up off

Bitch

wrist talk nigga we get active fast
Explodo on dee niggas allem actors they bad
Get the cane out man I hook a nigga by his neck
I stay sane I got good