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beating
Cus you know lynxx is about to blow
Talk behind my back
Then you try to shake my hand
When the album drops people gonna over stand
Internet haters

bucks is Kareem,
I been in the ring All of my hooks, Muhammad Ali,
I just wanted to win, Put up with my city, tryna get seen,
I belong in the league Fly

getting cancelled
She had got stuck in Kansas City
So I had to get her an emergency ticket back to Texas
We ended up having her waste two days on the bus

heart and mind, models callin' on my line
Commas ima find and llamas by my side
Things I had to afford
They can't light my blunt why the fuck would I hand

the best
One of the greatest marketing tactics we've ever witnessed
Cared for just the music, the business wasn't none of our business
The third album

know fresher than Stoop? Riddle me that
Just blare it, you can hear it every lyric he rap
Receive a homecoming like Diddy every city he at
Look

bitty little boy
Little critter gonna get a little bit of pitty points
Smoking joints though
My cousins and my sisters busy living in the city
Getting

was exhausted
If it wasn't for the music in they ears
They would have lost it
The seventh album by a
Musician they both revered
First time this planet

the cheese
The first maps were drawn up by the blacks
But these white historians don't wanna acknowledge that
They try to keep us in the dark in a nigga trap

Sensitive

Brother Ali

Plays, Strays & Stays: A Rhymesayers 2018 [Recap]

2018

make a whole lot of mistakes, please don't be offended
I used to have this recurring nightmare
I'm on stage with the whole city inside here
I start

mind
An archaeologist, dusting off ancient relics
Lyrical gems, taken from ancient tombs
Rhymes killed in the womb
By these capitalist baboons
Destroying

Ayy, this that chi-town shit, ayy, ayy, ayy, JD
I'm on with no feature
Drive by in a Beamer
He gon learn a lesson, I guess I'm his teacher
He tough

VERSE 1(GM)
Jet lag but i still gotta work .
Took a few ls but it' could have been worse 
Back to the city that birthed me 
I got a vision so why

Hardest out bitch outta Baltimore
Yeah I be dat
And I ain't get on top
By giving top and burning kneecaps
I be burnin' trees back
Better call the bear

been too cray in my city, I think that I need a vacay
Might fly to the bay with my bae, tell her sit on my face, Happy Valentine's Day
She asked me, "How

above all
The song of a champion
Doing things they say can't be done
But I did it anyway
See me in my city any day
Could be in the hood flat broke right

like I'm Al Capone
They don't wanna see me win' they don't me where I belong "PUSS"
I left my city for reason I don't know where I was going
This a cold

that's gross profit
They like Mo stop went to climb and fell
Running up I gotta get it by the bell
leak the album gotta time it well
You don't like making

'Bout a week ago when we were driving 'round through the city
We played the Blue Album, let Buddy Holly bump through the windy breeze
Just like we in

living in my eyes
Cuz I ain't really all they say I am
I'm just a guy and I ain't got no pride (pride)
Whip through my city in a KIA by my damn self
Can't

nume 4 minutes wie madonna
ihr sind en berechnig vo hohlemäss nenn euch amphora
laufi dur mini city und ich öffne dbox vo pandorra
nach mim album stohni

Let me tell these niggas something, God
I don't want niggas sounding like me... on no album
Keep it real, get your own shit, man, and be original
Word

fools that I used to see.
No more clues that I had to deal with,
And good news:
I dropped an album that made me whole,
And it just was cool,
But little

shit
You gotta grind harder if u ever plan to be rich
And it sucks cause life can be a bitch
That’s when it when back flashes
Surround by weed ashes