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and rhymes? Just saying
I've been blazing all year and they ain't listen right, they was acting like my album was the Kryptonite
This time last year, man, I was

Rick James

Murs

Felt: A Tribute to Christina Ricci

grabbed him by the coat

[ CHORUS ]
Baby
Don't try to save me
People
Just let me be
Fucker
I'm not your brother
Step back
Rick James, respect that

[ Slug ]

a threat
He asked me why I didn't say that word with all my chest
So I asked him which one, he said, nigga, then professed
That I never let nobody tell me I

why
It's not necessarily because you're lazy
But because of what's engraved in your brains by those crazy
Commercials and advertisements from

bitchness
Why is this dude rapping now?
It's what your thinking mister
He's white as printer paper, blizzards in the midst of winters
Who the fuck he thinks

mad homie,
Then homie I understand,
And if you’re mad, 
Then homie say that then.
My people know what I am saying. 

Been through it all y’all,
I guess

other than acting is the hardest industry
To be the best and stand out with a clear USP
For me I try to do this by keeping my writing versatile
That's why

a centrefold
Buying like she export
In the lounge drinking French port
But that’s my heart y’all get extorted by weird hoes
Bunch of cornballs hiding behind

first album I was sitting
on the steps in front of my apartment when a gypsy
woman passed by. She stopped and asked me if I would
like my fortune read

Close to your heart like a necklace
In private events, Kevin Liles and John Gotti
Trey Songz and even Trey’s mom what a party
This the life that I’m livin

of fear and dissension
Fuelled by anger and hate
And rage and disdain
And any other definition of the word wELCOME

Can i get a "c"?
And if you hit me

years will take me
Till death do me part I know i brought heart
Don't tell me I'll Never be famous
He always walks the crowded halls
And is blinded by

to your head
Learn to put on heart on pause no emotions in whats said
Learn to make your own decisions for yourself before you dead
Dont be worried bout

So you tryna get some attention by cussing and eating a fucking cockroach?
And Goblin, you get no props on it
It sucks so much I get blowjobs from it

With Al Capone lips
I'm not trying to catch a case
For these soft hearted tricks

Soft hearts ain't worth the price
Of hard time or a full clip
I ain't

bastard
The streets were my father
Hard headed and stubborn, hate to take orders
Fucked by scholarships
Flushed down the toilet
Hurt me to my heart so
I'm

know how I've come this far, but (What?)
Keep it pushing at all costs
That's why I named an album that
I mean this shit on God
Enough of the rah rah

if you need me
My heart in tact my mind clear I’m glad I’m breathing
I had to thank myself for where I am I did the teachings
Booing got my toes in

all
And by the model of my vehicle
You know that I ball
E92, but '91 the year that Tyler was spawned
And if I crash
I'm owing wheels like I'm a Vaughn

you hating on me here is a shout out
If you still talking about here's another one
It broke my heart like a nigga had a spare one
But it looks like I

crew was apart
Chamillionaire you did 'em wrong, why don't you get a heart
If I showed it to you, would you see what it could do in the dark
Whether you

iron
Fuck around and box ya, Y city shots-a
Welcome to the land of the choppers
Nickerson gardens you better watch us
Ready for the drive-by
On the roof

Aye bro, finally!
Welcome to the album, Listen Hard Or Disregard
(I'm still drunk) Facts, and we're on our way (Yuh!)

Smoke said the folks throwing

This was supposed to be the happy album what happened?
I don't know life came crashing
I don't know I've been slacking
This my life now this what's