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I'm what happens if you take GZA mix it with the RZA
That means I'm the genius and the razor
But I could never ever be an imitator
I might have

on the track, while this beat blowin through ya speakers.

I just want the bread like it's pita.
My guys pour it up by the liter.
And boy that money adding right

with sum bomb-ass sess
I gotta rest, 'cause I want to give my best
Take my time and remember that I'm blessed
Just to be alive, Tired from that 9 to 5

pursuing?
"Everything is relevant," that's what my mother taught
That's why she's patient
Gives me the grace to go for what I want
No questions, I'm stuck

the house without that fire by my side
My momma took my first glock 19 gen 5
So I went & grabbed the sig a lil pocket rocket nine

I wonder what's up with my

back, feet kicked
Tuh, and that's the meaning of vision
Seeing what you want, get back, go get it
Yeah, I'm doing what I want, man fuck your decision

bout coming together connecting ties that were severed
Recognizing the signs and not being blind by the pressure
What ya think how you feel and then you

I just dropped 5k up on the stu
I gave up everything
Fuckit dropin out a school
She want a wedding ring
Now she forcin me to fuckin run away
So imma

know maybe we could take it back to your place
and do a little lightshow
baby believe in my word
you know that im hittin it first
your body is what i

and that shit was some torture
A scripted cryptic enforcer
To get the bag quick like you being strict with the porter
We some headliners like its write by

law, break any rule
Tell a policeman don't take it out on me
'Cause you was a chief at school
And someone punched out your teeth at school
Now you wanna

a mighty M16,
I'm a God, taking you bitches down to your knees,
You have no guts to say Lord DeathGun don't exist(What?!)

(Verse 1)
I'm a lyricist and I'm

the city
Bag with my O's wit a T
Bitch this fire that I carry feel explosive to me
This what happens when you niggas put a coach on a team
And my bitch is

the finest in the town yeah
I'ma take you down yeah
We gone hit the routes show me what you all about yeah
I be riding to my ends
Yeah I'm from the soufend

Hands on ya neck will you have my kin
Silence on the blick he gon' turn red man
You ain't taking no dubs just built like a fan
What's on the coat shit

you
I can still do what I want to do
I been sitting here doing everything that I wanted to
I had a dream and I planned it
I wrote it out thought it out

That bitch off there
When I'm in a fish bowl gotta lay low so you can't scope me out
Better have insurance when you swerve you might not make it out

em off cuz really you don't kno when that pain end
Kickin shyt by myself like it's tetherball
See I Don't mind you niggas knowin ion f wit yall
I hear

what's that odor?
Drank got me movin slower, ran over ya nan, yeah call me a bowler.
I wont acknowledge you, no free exposure, shank all ya mates yeah, now

Put ya hands up
That’s what she say when i get to the crib
Stick me for all of my shit
Take your clothes off right now get into the shower
My life is

I feel like a bitch
Because I don't want that person To come out cause if he comes out
Hell is coming with him
Can you hear my heart beat
Can you hear

Yo my rhymes are great
Like the wall that lines inner Mongolia
I'm fighting hard in my life
But my opponent's tough
I was frightened by
What my mind

Oh this how you coming O'Lake
I gotchu
Look its game time
Utah
Game five
My mic sick
Sick with the mic
Naw they ain't making rappers like this
Thats

insane, strange but true

There's no shame in my game on what I do
Mary, I love you
This is the way I live, puff and give
What a relief it is, it's my biz