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bust 'em
I spit all that sick stuff
To which your not accustomed
Like bein' on beats is like
R Kelly's on percussion
Killin' these tracks is like
OJ

all this pressure bring the best out
Got the level 3 vest now
Love my daughter told her daddy won't let down

Learn to move past my mistakes so I'm

bed drooling
It's almost 3 pm
Your eyes open and you're scrolling
I dream of ATMs
I'm not rich this year but maybe the next
You're still locked up in

was now relived
The nigga sittin on the couch dick hard as hell
Freaky little bitch got up and locked the door
And put on the vcr and lay down

Bare knucks, baby
We been to get our swang on
Old school goin' down be some great fun
Look at my knuckles, I'm missin' 3 humps
That's from bustin'

to pain
Bang my head off the floor
Shove it in between the door
Broke my nose, it don't stop still wanting more
I'm bloody and bruised by my own

it out, yo
The Michigan Prince is back
Banging on wax with hot tracks
Ain't no rest for the wicked
It's never time to relax
Wicked lyricist, hit

bring the heat
I’m a beast running to your door, HAH
Trick-or-treat
I’m Ronda Rousey when I beat it up
Don't need a thermostat I heat it up
Ayo, chill

like a loose not
We ain't intimidated by your bravado you got hit once and gave it up like a piñata
The game has since changed and I ain't fucking with

the first to go
They went down one by one
As we approached the captain's door
We were nearly done
The crew took all his weapons but
We gave him time to dress

I Love Being a Gangsta

Major Figgas

Figgas 4 Life

2000

out we down South
With cats that sell crack gold caps in they mouth
Mom kick me to da curve for holdin' crack in the house
Since it's real in the field,

all out
So went ahead and let it all out
What I know is that it's my doubt
Eating me alive

Man it's back to the track you know it's my addiction

my tail knock down The
Empire State Building like Godzilla
My thoughts are God killer, giving track
Ras Kass remember how I dismember your
Members fo'

it easy (hahaha)
Coming down off that molly water and that whatch call it (coming down)
Just by how the nights going imma need another lawyer (big

unchained, I eat gun powder
Flames exit my nostrils hour after hour
I sound constricted, it's done by design
Compressor leaning hard when I spit my lines

of this big truck trailer
So the thing I’m carrying down is wider than me and since the door is real small
I’m tryna, you know, carry it down sideways
But

come down here and fuck shit up?
And that's what you was doing till you got the curtain call
Ran into Clay-Doh and he wrecked your cervical walls (ha ha)

worried bout how they glistening
The words missing
A certain something
They copycats
I’m the Black Dahlia
You can tell the difference
By the precision in

friendly competition
Keep your feelings at the door
Or remain in your feels
Get you a Drizzy deal
I did three faces with the attic
Time to reveal how I

with the best
Punchlines that you've got
Second round you gotta put it down
We gonna bring the flows and just chop
Round three
You better bring the speed

Life, life has its ups and downs all the time
You'll never tell who's fake and real, yourself is the only slime
Don't stand in one place ready

Rockin' Evil Money sweaters makin' bank like a teller
Plane tickets for mom I know she gotta be there too
Always by her side mamas baby girl that's you

three states we had to travel and
Make it back safe, forty each I was adamant
Break one down, everything off the mannequin (off the mannequin, yo)

back with a purpose
Tracks you make by swag are just worthless
The rappers and preachers sitting in the traps like their churches
You only worship one