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I want it all by any measure or means
I'm ready willing and able placing collars on them greens
I play the presidential medley scheming

I should've hesitated 'fore I i got pretty cool with the situation 
Just a simulation 
Got me thinking I'm skitzo crazy
Hallucinating
Disbelief had me

I was found in a white chapel
Playing chess with the Elephant Man
And delivered by a midwife
In the shell of a giant clam
My best friends were

going ham,
Pop up at a show And get the bands,
At ya neck like a swollen gland,
Off white and Checks I’m the Nike man

Time to get this party started
Jump

The book of rhymes is the stash
I put the rhymes in capsules, serve it to fans
You, you and you, it's hot right now man
Like my crack pots the jukebox I'll

wanna beef with niggas
Casue nowadays niggas shoot and tell
Me and Keith at KOP
Doing the Money Dance in Blue Mendel
Bitches like you look so good
That if

lead to nowhere
I'm not fooling anyone anymore
This isn't how it was supposed to end
She says, tearful - favoring her left arm
We cry in each other's

in my arms
I'm like please don't go
I popped 13 pills man I wanted to Leave the planet
I told her I'd see her on the other side
She said who am I

inspiration 
Even though throughout my life 
I dealt with the bully nation 
I wanted to give hope 
But during high school years 
Man hope was a joke 
I had them

got his hoe took
Countin' up these bands like 1.. 2.. 3
Shorty made me feel some
When her arms around me
Lil' mama fine
But her man just in the way
Up

tears every night seeing
My moma wanna fly
Cops pointing guns to the ones colorized
The white man on top, making stacks
We´re dealing with the aftermath
I

in the night
I can say the N-Word, just because I'm not white
She got beef with everybody in the class, is that right
Fuck you get beat up in two days

I argued with my father again

I tried to fight back but he beat me again

He beat me down and down into the ground

I hope one day his messed up

you grinding on me slow mami

Tienes mi corazón mami
Trouble who you ganna call papi
Give her the bag she keep it full
She with whatever it is i wanna

had it in for me
But Christ blood I'm marked with
Trespassing the line of my past
That's when I departed from his arms
And left my Lord broken hearted
I

rat, wanting it back, like rabbit
Like dang-nabbit, I was tackled by a fraction
Of what I've felt, so I walk on and number up all my arms,
Yeah. cnd do

a sound 
Man down 
Bodies mangled and they laying on the ground
Nat Turner in his prime
Shit been bubbling for a while
Killing niggas for a dime
With they

just run it and burn it slow
Huh, okay, I'ma player created by my own mind

But I don't mean that I wont have my time to shine
See, living in fantasy,

standing in front of you
Paint a picture with this pen is all I ever wanna do
Who am I, Black man
Where I’m from, St. Lou
What am I, the tattoos on my arms

Let me catch my breath
Huh Huh
Pulling up
Foreign cars
Cartier gone sparkle
When it's on my arm
Moving deep in the club
Bees of the swarm
Middle

Oh shit, you're like Jeepers Creepers
Jesus Christ, look at his lips, they're like leeches
I out preach the preachers with seamless speeches
Can see

a cartridge
No scriptures, Been that nigga regardless
Niggas want it but can't play the part
Bro I beg your pardon?
You in the way with it, in a New York minute

of what I think, man what the fuck is up?
I got homies that's only homies cuz they need a buzz
A little bit more to life man, I'd give half an arm
I'm

to the the Show
And it’s rammed out,
Man down, a hundred grand for me hand downs
Hand me flowers hand me jewels hand me crowns

.You sniffing coke with the Raving