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Yo B
Let's go Harder than we did on Serpents ight
This should be easy
We Naturals By now
Let's get it
YEAH!
Notice
I put all you niggas
Imma Notice

death’s the saddest song
Uh, Can we sing along?
For practice, sit within the pause for reflection
Have to diss if they gone target the brethren
Fact

yo conscious 
I'm really bad with advice
Not a panty slippin big pimpin 
The attractive type
I got selective hearing
I listen 
But hear what I like
So

from scratch
We are the generation of pain
We are the generation of horror
We are the generation of creation
There is no stopping me, nor me, nor my song

she's got on

From her Versace to her Louis Vuitton
You wouldn't think she'd know every Merle Haggard song by
heart

But when it comes down to the heart

fly out by next year dem time ya Guh visit all China, Bust mi naah diss mi island
a jus fi escape some hard times, caz dawg it nuh nice big up mi

And I'm here, seeking for a British Pound 
I've always been profound
You can tell by my classic sound 
Yeah, I'm here to play with nouns 
Trust me I know

You cannot fit on my schedule 
I fucked that girl and I cream pie 
Like Marie Calendar 

Making no big switch up
Oh that's gas my nigga no hiccup

Cause

Like a toaster man I’m always burning bread
You been workin out for months just to get ate up by that lead
Thirty two ounces of syrup and I been

rich
You broke ima have the last laugh
R.I.P to juice x peep big 2pac
Don't wanna die eighteen

the next big thing
Too busy worrying bout the girls
Instead of all of the finer things in my life
Like all of my family, and all of my friends
I just want it

When I was a little boy felt so alone 
Just a quiet country house I had to call home 
Live with some other folks and rich millionaires 
Just sat

(Shee)
I think that my family gone get rich off me rapping 
Cause I'm taxin' for features 
You know this ain't free (Taxin')
We can't do a song if you

And I'm here, seeking for a British Pound 
I've always been profound
You can tell by my classic sound 
Yeah, I'm here to play with nouns 
Trust me I know

cheap
Empty houses with no doors like you bought jeep
Me and this gun got big dicks
You can tell by my large feet
My features not at all free 
Had to make

Lauren's song
Looking at the Aftermath like what i done
Looking for the consequesnces but sometimes it aint gone be none
Sometimes they tell that they witchu

alive 
I'm the living proof, just check my lines 
I guarantee my songs stand the test of time 
I know I'm up next like I'm waiting in a line 
I feel like

her songs like, by heart
I, know i could hit it out the ballpark
I, could transform her, no all spark

Cause i've been crushing on you
I've been

know where my folks been 
Open doors by myself Don't gotta leave it open 
For me 
I think I'm the key 
Tryna do it real big like a 06 tee 
Tryna get

fusion
I really advise you not to play that guy,you wont even make it by
Can't see him,you know most stars are invisible to the naked eye
The entity in

And got my dub on
Glock 23, Michael Jordan, got my shrug on
Finna let the chop sing
But it ain't a love song
Saw a opp and hit the
Big shot like I'm

doing shows cause it's steady pay
This Rapping I do this shit everyday
I Got rich off song bout a Chevrolet
The Modern day Penny Tim Hardaway
I think I

at like I ain’t do this by myself
Nigga Fuck is you talkin bout ?

Break :
Big dog now youn like it you can walk it out 
Saying you there Wit me you waswhen

searching for answers 
Ask yourself
Do you wanna be rich 
Or live decently? 
Start checking the company you keep 
Or you miserly complaint with laziness 
Then