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D 
Flashback to the tab It owns me
Laugh at the man I hold my dream why you tell me write it down then throw it in trash nobody understood but me like

on the devil
I need a shovel Burry niggas thinking for they on our level
Tell her hop in the whip and sit back i push the pedal
Baby said she wanna suck me cus

Yeah, you know me, It's Joughey

I think life is the way we die
I think Heaven is for those who try
So I lie to myself that I'm trying then I cry

with this

To sick with this and to legit to Quit
I was born to rhyme for kicks
I gotta different mind for this
You can tell by how I rhyme and Shit
But

hoes, don't let em in between
You won't hear no cap from me, I keep this shit a bean
Won't hide my past from you I'll tell you everything
Won't play with

on facts 
Ain't gone lie still broke as hell
But give me few years nigga you gone tell
As long as I'm keeping my mama smiling 
In this music, I don't need

Real hate better than fake love
That's my realest line yet
You don't got to tell me
I know that the sound is timeless
Whatever shadow been casted you

Ahh yeah
Can I get a minute, can I get a little luck
Because times have changed
Have changed
Have changed
Have changed
And I they got me feelin' like

or the instrumental is fine
they tell me my songs are great I never know what to say
I'm barely used to fame cuz I'm used to all the hate
You can't underestimate one

I'm That N***a

Erick Sermon

Music [Clean]

2001

Yep the face Michael saw was me up in the mirror, boo
Stand clear when the E is rappin
Like, Martin and D, What's the Worst Can Happen?
Brooklyn can

you really wanna battle? Tell me what the point is
When your raps need work, fuck unemployment
Heads goin' up like I'm knockin' 'em out
You don't get

pushin
I know niggas bitches want me, I can tell by the way she lookin
Okay, let's keep it short and simple, I know niggas who can kill you
I know niggas

Pedal to the Metal by Susan Ritchie

Verse 1                                          
When it comes to heartache, I blame myself
Had some

Wordplay

Arsonists

Date of Birth

2001

[Chorus: Swel Boogie]
I could tell you want to grab the mic because you're thirsty
Hoping you gonna get some shine but you're not worthy
Let me hear

instrumentals
Then I throw a little knowledge for the mental
For them niggas tryna catch him in his Benz slow
Niggas can't really see it like the tint's

Hip Hop

Lone Catalysts

Hip Hop

2000

on raw, artistic skill
You know, they used to tell me that this music would never last
Now look at it now, it influences all music here today
So either

on your face
You like my moves and my grace
I can feel your sweat, your fire
Tell me you like it, don't deny
You can't get enough
I can't get get enough

lessons over instrumentals
Never been defeated they can't beat me, I'm so a Capella
Who better, you better do better, cause I'm playin' for keeps
Chasin' my

to hire a lawyer 
To stop all these people from staring back at me

Feels like time is escaping even though that’s all I got
Tell me where do you go when

core i was young and restless
I lived in San Francisco
I wrote crappy rhymes over lousy
Instrumentals on my four track
No Pro-tools, couldn't afford that

Confederate flags on big trucks that fly by that's so real
Back roads wit a cracked brew and a lit blunt that's so chill
Ridin round wit no license on me that's

a landmark
Do a battle bitch we could do rap off
Shawty a virgin I could tell by the bad arc
Niggas broke nowadays when they go shoppin' they need it half off

come but
I 'gotta tell 'ya that I'm your great grandson
What man I was just looking at you saying to myself he look just like me
What's going on with 'ya

someone could tell you they’ll love you forever.
A year goes by and they leave you and claim that its for the better
Break your heart, then you do some shit