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time for your ass so I say I'm booked
Did he really try to ask how a seance look
Man
You'll get buried by my thoughts
You high dawg
Still need your

believe me
Stuntin on em like a Sargent
Highly regarded
Don't disregard it
Sleep on the kid you be wonderin where your spot at
The boy French but tell me

minds understood 
I read it, gave em time to reply Then they blew it 
Now I predict ya die like the fucking mayan ruins 

Back in 2012 I went through

ain't gone say your style is bad
I'm just a little better than yours!
So hold your head to the floor
Your rhymes I read 'em before!
But damn, just

trying to make my dad happy
Boy I’m tired of living check to check
All this fake jewelry on my neck
Is going to get replaced by some diamonds
Nah I ain’t

that in mind
I know niggas who want you
Know niggas imagining shit that’s part of the culture
They've got clues of who you are just by checking your

your life
She said accept me or go
Boy either way I'll take flight
See it's too late for that
I lost my innocence way back
Ain't nothing I can give

Victory

Juneya

A Tribute to P. Diddy

2003

check your distribution
My songs bump in Houston like Scarface produced 'em
You ain't gotta like me, you just mad
cause I tell it how it is, and you

a black or if it's green
Whether I rap or if I sing, or spit poetry
Pouring me out with all of your doubt 
I go without fear leaning on my ear, can't you

your gang chill
I'm not tall, but I'm good looking
And I'm a great lover, give me three nights she'll be mine
Young Whizkid
Been betrayed by the closest

Co-defendant will tell
Co-defendant saving hisself
Get on the stand raise his right hand
Your Honor I swear
I got a bottle of clear
Got a bottle of brown
I got

and bro like d'von an bubba ray tell em' bring that yout' to the table (Bring em')
Hope in pallets not a one a way, anything less is fatal (Baow)
Big mac no

fish
(Excuse me bartender Hennessy please)
Across the board
I'm a dangerous spitter
Rocking out like
Goth angel sinner
I'm not your boy
Or your

Let 'em sleep
Goodness me
Tell me what should this be?
Why you in my live talking shit?
I ain't saying shit to you
Keep my pride on my hip
That's

Castella Freestyle

Devlin

The Devil In

2017

Oh shit, is it my go?
I'll just let everyone spit when I lie low
Then strike when the time feels right
Self instructed, fuck your advice
I don't

boy B-O-I and weigh less than your bitch
But only Celph could do that, he likes 'em fat
J-Zone don't be lovin' 'em, motherfuck no
Tell 'em, Dooky: ""I

rappin' Big Poppa
Or Just the Two of Us by Will Smith
Those words stuck with my as a little kid
Just me and you
Just you and I
I know I'll be alright if you

Cus I never say please?
Fuck that now hand me the keys

Stupid lizard looking kid be acting clueless
You're in your own world til I make ya toothless

the door down, tell them bastards “fuckin give it now”
Stupid lil grown ups didn’t listen to the clown
So I got out an electric pen and shocked 'em

the lesson
Everything raw no edit
Give her six kids like MJ
I'm trying to go for the 7th
Niggas screaming overtime
I tell em is my time
Nigga don't doubt me
I

just speak for free
You gotta pay the price
Checking on the time can barely tell
I'm blinded by the ice
Checking into a five star hotel
I flip that

Woodie he Kidnappin and Jackin. 
These Hoes will getcha. I don't trust'em or Love'em.
I fuck'em and duck'em after that I don't touch'em. 
Shaking

Woodie he Kidnappin and Jackin. 
These Hoes will getcha. I don't trust'em or Love'em.
I fuck'em and duck'em after that I don't touch'em. 
Shaking

Thank you, Thanks
Thanks ok, I appreciate that
Uhm—I go by .onlythefools
But, my friends call me O
And ahhh—I just wanted to perform this
This piece