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Got the Power like 50 Kanan
Try to run up you gone get erase then
Marathon for this shit pacing
I'm somewhere OT blazing
Do the dash in a foreign

Now fuck how you feelin', I know my team winnin',
Again til the ending by the time I get finished, I'll be in a golden state
I'm a masterpiece, better

running
Baton to the face yet i can't feel nothing
Why life out here this numbing?
And i can only express when i'm drumming
This fifty clip internally,

is who I trust
I'm the realest to me, ain't no callin' my bluff
I wanna be by myself
I'm good on my own, don't need nobody else
I'm tired of the lies I

paying with me
Unit worth a few G's I ain't saying 50
No time for the games we got one life
So I gotta get it done til it's done right
Like a werewolf

When I reach out for my home
Wanna be remembered when eventually I'm gone
Never felt so free cause I never felt at home
Wanna unlock my gifting
Where's

forget Bitch I'm from the north
Infection in my right hand it's gone hurt me to cut you off
Protected and I got bands I ain't have nothing I thugged it out

passed
See this fear it's instilled fast
I just drove by The Booth
Shedding tears as I steer passed
My new years resolution
Gotta purpose
Til I'm buried

One for the Road

Cee Lo Green

Cee Lo Green and His Perfect Imperfections

2002

Hip-hop is suffering, meaning I'm a necessity, if nothing

But you like every other rapper, cornrows and a bandana
But I get a hundred and fifty thousand

and it's fuck the opps crazy, won't say it again
LaQuarries living, I'm blinded by death, ain't talking 50, we killed many men
We hit they block, ain't

and Krayzie Wish the Flesh to get Bizzy
And Bone I'm all gone with the Thug Life
I'm Supernatural Nonchalant want a Good Life
For Richie Rich and for poor no

Head over Wheels

Haze

NY Reality Check 101

1997

the one to pass by ya with the cash kinda, crass
You still behind that ass in my Pathfinder
Tryin to front like she fond-of, niggaz and ganja
Til I pull

deep inside of they pack
Fucked off I'ma bet they felt
Fuck a hundred
I'm a hundred and ninety-nine to the T
Asshole by Nature bitch
Cause it define who

Gotta separate myself
But the shit still hurt
You don't think I want you by side
I gotta separate myself from the fake but the shit still hurt
You

bitch I'm all about my lean yeah

Ima boss I go get it by any means yeah
I guarantee that my niggaz is gone eat yeah
Dirty money but you know we whippin'

for the show
Y'all worried about the clubs
I'm worried about the love
By the looks of it
Y'all brothers gettin' none
Brothers gettin' sonned, they could

Don't you lie and say you love me when I'm dead and gone
Some bitches let me down some niggas broke the code
I be in the stu kickin shit like JoJo
Ain't

where the chicken at?
I hit her G-spot err' time, I'm never missin' that
Beat her pussy til it's numb, she start to get her feelin' back
I hear sum'

Rather die enormous than live dormant
That's how I'm on it
That's the Jay-Z lyric that I'm living by
I promise
Gotta take that leap and don't look
Look

that thing back
And let a nigga get behind it
Throw that thing way back
Now I got whiplash

Whiplash, yeah I'm gone out my fuckin' mind
No Sandra Bullock

i'm gone smoke to death

Might just do a poll
On all of my hoes
See who give throat the best

Shit that's my main
She just hit me
Lemme show respect

'Til this pack took me around the world
On the turtles back, hurry back, mama can't calm her nerves
My heart turnin' black, running laps when I'm

I'm in labyrinth 
But I never wished for my little brother to be taking by the goblins 
Never knew u existed til I was thirteen 
Tears burst out of my

I can't fuck with you niggas
I think I'm above you niggas
I got the master plan
Popped a tab to know who I am, and how to run up my bands
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