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Yo this shit's crazy fire
You haven't?
You haven't listened to Designer Dave bro??
Are you kidding me?
Listen to this shit, this shit's insane!
He's

story my story of how I'm here
It started on the gym when I showed my friend I can rap
He said shit
You should put this shit on your phone just like that

Fourteen years after 
And I still feel ten
But fourteen years later
The albums a ten
I'm doing my best
Cyclical
Cyclical
Cyclical
Cyclical
Fourteen years

you everythin' that I had
I think it's probably one the best albums I wrote, in fact
I remember writin' to it, thinkin' y'all would love how I rap
But

raised a fool, you done raised a fool (ay)

My whole family love the earth, we came from the dirt
Where the raisins burn, best thing they can do is stay

don't trust you
By yourself feeling like nobody really loves you
Gotta stop the drug use this what the drugs do
Welcome to more than music
Listen

in your mind
By thoughts and stress around you
This song
This album proves that you can get through it
You can Find yourself
Yeah in my mind i feel all

Gang
Boy, I start on one, I let y'all know
This gon' be the hardest and realest album y'all heard in a minute
Boy, it still ain't go
Ayy, I'm that

pull up on 'em they vegan
He better chill, he don't wanna get left, I ain't T-Boz, I'm creepin'
I will come while you sleepin', you don't want me

the feeling
With no plaques
Back when albums would challenge acts
Like its cinnamon
Now their stats just need filling in
I'll be the villain in
Industries I

Sucker Free

JFK

Lucky 7

free, free, free

What up humans?
This is not Hannibal Barbarus
This is destroy
Special Ed students call me D-Story
We here, hijacking this Lucky 7 album

I'm doin' my best
I keep tellin' y'all that I'm stressed
Give it everything and no less
They all really good, but I'm best
Goin’ number one, look

chandelier
I been stressin' bout my pops
He getting worse by the year
Just think about that shit, got me drowning in my tears
I keep telling my moms that we

just like I flew to Harlem
Got a lot of crews but I only got a few I rock with
Only got a few I talk with only got a couple options
I'm the best one for

rich, so I'm droppin' this album, I walk in the room and Lil Murda be crowded
By bitches and phonies and goofies and stolies, I know what I'm doin', get

And a little bit of that
Man, we kiss the G's
Like he's a rat in a mouse trap
Ball to the wall

If you hit me
You're my best bet
Spittin' P-O-5, nigga
Never mean

Who made this one
(Snapback made this one)

Wawa-water to Waukesha all my homies getting W's
If you lookin for the man in the city he's right in front

Detroit's Finest, yeah I say it loud
Boy a ninth child and yeah I say it proud
Rest in peace Glenn, put his name in the clouds
He lives in me, I can get

And pantsuits owned by Hilary Rodham,
So just do me a favor
Take this album and blast it
And Understand you just been blessed With an instant classic
This is what

ordained we call him brother minister 
Wont start nothing but dont think he wont finish ya
Injury ya leave you identified by your dentals 
But still speak

a bunch of junk that never took off
Maybe it's for the best
My pops said it best
He said it's blending in with all the rest
Time moves by and my corpse will

that means and I'll
I'll, I'll try to- try my best to do it for you)

(Going back to The Matrix)

I'm twenty-two and the world becomes uninhabitable by

We'll go ahead, do your best and find me
Matter of fact, I'll be at your mom's by nine and we'll be fuckin' all night
Disregard the rubber
I'ma pull out

wait, no way, you're kidding
He didn't just say what I think he did, did he?"
And Dr. Dre said, nothing, you idiots
Dr. Dre's dead, he's locked in my