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of niggas fake
So it be kinda hard to feel ya (SWEATERGAWD)
I see niggas doing they thing
I ain't going lie
Still think I'm realer
I ain't worried bout

legacy
Only you choose, between being a slave or a king

[Verse 1]
I'm higher than my hair and I'm proud of my nose
I will never be your slave, never be

a odour 
cnnoyed by ya olders
That's why you never seem to grow older 
Fuck the system im a known free loader 
You and what army
no soldiers 
My homies run

Smooth
Roll up with Royce
Burn an L
Take lessons from Elzhi
Get barred up by Kxng Crook
Rittz
AZ
J Cole
Tech Nine
Kung Fu Kenny
Rapsody Jay Z
Boogie

can replace
I'm on the A13 looking at your place by the BP
Wishing I could stop by if need be
I've so fucked Life's kinda like feces
Fly gyal always

d'épaule à gauche
Virez-vous mesdames que je m'en mette plein les poches
Je retraverse la salle pour boire un punch coco
Quand j'aperçois Chill planté

pray to God I just know that I'm chosen
Smooth Figure, J'See in my mind I know I'm blowing
I know the money will be showing
Like the water I'm still

to California and be a forever stoner
By the way, did I mention that I got glaucoma
I'm lying, I just love the smell, the aroma
Gelato, birthday cake, Runtz, sour

boom, boom, Trace-o)

Chrome Heart bag was a Day-Date
Used to get my room cleaned by a playmate
Trade waps 'til we hit first like Ray J (facts)
If

my rhyme, crime, drive-bys
Line for line sick
Sportin' JunnJ in Doomsday, compare
Me to you day, room spray
Got the beam on the Glock tip
Popped up in

a bitch nigga he ran
We got this shit like Iran
Got a C4, ima run
And it's a 12, leave him by the gun
These bitches dumb, thinking I'm the one
Bullets finna

own time,
And that's why, you gots to watch the drive-by,
My trigga finger moves quickly, constantly at'cha body,
I'm here to make you bleed indeed,

album
'Cause I'm in my prime, I'm hoping that's the outcome 
I ain't tryna sign by an X like Malcolm
Where are the real artists 'cause I can't point out

peace J3

I put my all in this shit
Yeah I put my heart in this shit
And now I'm balling and shit
And I don't give a fuck bout a bitch
Just like this beat

wit no clue coy kid in the Stuy
Living life in rewind seeing time pass by
Now the words for a verse - Out in public I'm averse
On the surface I look

Hardly a star but I'm doin' pretty well
And I'm feelin' pretty good just incase you can't tell
Layne, J.Alex is my Jerry Cantrell
I'm tryin' to be the man

a "date", the going out we had, after some weeks we met
After the video calls, the calls, and I like you's we said

Isn't it clear by now, I always put on my

now how does that feel?
too much blood? on my games that'll bother you but i need to
Whenever you try to cheat through

[CHORUS] x2
D-J-M
If you want

a dub 
If you know then you know 
Then you know how we do 'bout
You know a party ends when it ends in a shootout 
I'm the South East beast but I ain't

I Remember

Lil Rob

The Best of

2008

lamps, smokin a J
Hearing my Homie say, Homie pass the joint this way
And this was everyday and every night was the same
We didn't call each other by

I didn't even know my next guest was in town
but he just dropped by and I'm really excited
Ladies and gentlemen
Jive Turkey, motherfucker

Where you

a light to a whole new path
Facts
We want to catch you
Like my lease  
Or visa expired
Warrants for my arrest
From my j-o-b
These enemies wanna see me fired

essaient de dératiser
Faut t' faire a l'idée, j' représente tout mes agités, ceux qui n'vont jamais pactiser et qui on soif d'égalité
Ligué par nos idées par

J-Smash keep smashing
Yeah they don't appreciate what I did for the industry
Instead they go ahead and worship all these mini me's
They wanna buy me