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Blow it blow it 
FNI we da vibes and You know it know it 

All this ass n this cash ima throw it throw it. (x4)

Written by: Silver Johnson and Montana

tryna put on for Ma
I know that she sees me
Don't chase a bag if it means leaving yo people
And if you wanna know more, I'll take you to the steeple
Life

flops
Ali on my tube socks
Nawf Atlanta baby I don't know what you thought
Fuck a grammy
Play me in a Waffle House jukebox

I'm killing ya
I fit

Hey, I miss you, I know we don't text a lot
And making a song is hard, but you were just in my thoughts
I want to apologize for the times I treated

too
I don't know where we at
Moving so quick I can't even react
Pull up with Kari
Sold a nigga fake perks so he not gon' run when he high
Call him

dodging the D's and banging out with the opps
Listen
I use to post by them buildings to get my money up
My momma use to say baby boy you ain't had enough

pound let off like, thunder you never heard of
Know I had to slap a lil' mustard on the burger
Murder, bullets turn ya insides to Gerber
Furthermore,

Yeah see it's all about them BPM's
Placing the right bars in the Timeline
That's what I'm about - more
I don't know about you

I be Spittin Bars

number one out of ten
This beat that you're hearing is a primary example
Of some shit you can accomplish not worrying about a sample
I'd rather be loved by

I Heard You Had a Voice Like an Angel/Psalm 137

Shad

The Old Prince

2007

the ocean, caught your reflection before the Lord's
I heard you had a voice like an angel
Strange though, you were blinded by the light
Shining from your

and it hurt a nigga
Gotta be careful who be serving with you
Shit was fucking with my pride, but I'm moving though
She fucking with who I am cause she know

Aye I think this the point in the mixtape where I got kick some deep shit 
I'm the greatest at kicking that deep shit you know 
And opinions are like

your bitch ye
Gave her a thousand and now she out hittin’ em licks ye
Baby, you know how I'm living come fuck with a star
I got the Henny and soda just

door I heard you talkin' shit, I wanna hear you talk no more

I'll leave you alive, but with your vocal chords missin' no longer will a bitch made man be

When I fade away, niggas be talking not know what i'm saying
I feelling hot cuh they know that i'm playing, playing game, you know what I'm saying

the metal

Release You
In 3, 2, to
The muthafuckin' 1
Hear the drum
Bum-bump
From the pump
Of the gun, chump

All I know is the wickedest
Flows, the cold

turn now
Innovating, you ain't even heard a
Heard a sound like that
Lotta time might pass
We don't rest like inertia
Step
Ten toes are down, Midlands I

toys/ made by fisher price/  Trust issues got me superstitious/ I can’t even let you in/ if you paid admission/  informations / free / and you don’t/  pay

If you wanna bargain give it up
Quite your barking shut up

Pissed with arrogance
When I'm strippin this beat of light
Creating pestilence 
Vocal

abstract commercial or hardcore?

Better know who the fuck they lookin' for

They don't want more

I wrote this rhyme with a Sharpie, you see this dark key

Knock, Knock

GZA

Legend of the Liquid Sword [Clean]

2002

or hardcore?
Better know who the fuck they lookin' for
They don't want more

I wrote this rhyme with a Sharpie, you see this dark key
Ignition's for those with

Silver tongue to cinnamon, singers on the run
Vocal cord attraction, brazen by the gun
Seen you 'round the city I
Seen you cross my lungs
Seen you in

wanna refill this
Know I shouldn’t do it but I still hit
I’m addicted to pain
It’s never the same when you gotta rebuild
When you convicted ashamed
No

nigga, nothing earned sim-pa-ly
Know some young niggas and all they know is trigger squeeze
I been tryna get to 20 B's
Wanna platinum plaque from all