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Y’all really don’t understand
I grind for 3 fuckin’ months working 2 jobs during the day
Just to blow it all in one night for one music video

to achieve
Even if the people wanna drag them back to the deep
Like Aladdin with a genie but it's G O D
On G O D blinded by the lights but I'm elevating

the way my rhymes come out silky smooth
Just like melted butter, I was born to do this shit
My plan since I was just a little kid
Knew music was I really

dog
Making music 'till we on
With that side by my side
In case y'all just do me wrong
I'm from the Lehigh Valley like Laydeefly
With the Spanish girls,

a swinging door
The dues have been minimal
Started out getting picked up at airports by chauffeur's
More than lucky that's for sure
Backstage
It's kinda lonely

Killing Season

Aztlan Underground

Sub-Verses [D-3]

1999

didn't suffer, your baby didn't suffer
Darkness is closing in
Another 3 year old soul checks out with no sin
It's a shame when you think of what might have

everyone could feel the magic of the bass, he shouts out happily, then maybe I would never have to roll myself into a ball again! Every evening he hurries

Confidence
I'll be out alone
I don't know what's after me
By myself made this sacrifice For me
Told myself my success up to Me
Tryna sing a song
To console my

Downward
Its working its working
Its working its working
Baby its working its working
Its working its working

This is kounterclockwise music for

Baby Boy

The Wannabeez

Dance Mix

2003

Certified quality
A dat da girl dem need and dem not stop cry without apology
Buck dem da right way--dat my policy
Sean Paul alongside--now hear

saying come back baby 
Got the tab in one hand blast the music
Make it last cause I'm gonna do it

I'm lost in these drugs I think I messed up
I can't

true,
Caught in this bullshit,
forgetting what's truth,
my music is true,
complete opposite to you, ahhhh
understand these words, its
deeper than your

Disrespecting the art and humiliating the mic
Even the beat be like, get me out of ear and sight
I know they have the paper but that shouldn’t give them the right

need an audition to get with you?
You ain't gotta go through all that shit
Then I choose you
Be cool, baby, okay
Hey, bitch, come here
You out your

I can smell the tales on you now
You'rе not a rap artist, you a scam artist with the hopes of being accеpted
Tommy Hilfiger stood out, but FUBU never

Beware

Trae

Losing Composure

2003

music
Showing a four pound around town, but never gon use it
I'm registered by my gangsta, you barely touching me G
Now feel you got the edasity,

When ye readeth scriptures scribed and recited by those whom wert close to the ones whom are chose
To teach, preach and lead,
Be Not lead a stray.

just like my brain 
Sad and empty just like my brain
Damn that’s deep
But life gets deeper
Gang gang we in there
Tight line that’s swimwear 
My mental

a cartel
I got questions 'cause we used to gel On to you with intent to raise hell On to you with intent to do well
On to you to sink deep in your well

bed 
You wearing my t-shirt and no draws 
Come here girl let me take that off 
I wanna do it old school got the candles lit 
Incense burning, slow music

Insanity grabbing hold of my mind
Im really crazy and I ain’t scared to die
I thought they were men but I see em cry
Crying’s ok if all the pain is deep in

four deep
Planning on doing something unholy
Get off my jock
Get out my block
Chilling with sketchy tank all on my socks
Got a fat knot in my pocket
I

this is it for me
Let it be my love symphony
This love symphony
I do this music from the heart
The vibes enter me
The vibrations is bizarre
You cannot

it clear 
Calling the youth from the booth spitting truth time to choose if ya goin step up and step out 
Let em know what ya about live in truth not