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know how I'm comin'
They copy my style and they heard that I'm rappin'
So now everyone and their mother is thuggin'
This wasn't by accident
It's been

Ls I'm only learning then I win
Let me tell a story bout this girl that I done fell for
She so beautiful a 10 without the contour
Heart be steady

Jericho be coming down
When you hear my
Battle cry
The Word of God
Is a sword
And, I'm a samurai
Death by a thousand cuts
To live, I had to die
Say that
So

being real ain’t nothing changed for the better

I’m good love 

I don’t need you

Find someone else

Who gon need you

Hopefully you grow out of your old

out these 12 ounce curls
Come catch a vibe vision real blurred

Yard that's filled with snakes so I'm chilling by the sand
Not a mask in sight here just

blooming out so pretty, why do good things gotta stop
But when you called me up again, I thought that it would not
Am I reckless, am I dumb, or am I stupid

I'm not lazy
Invest in myself so I will pay me
Spent years broke
Didn't see p
Now I got some good company

Ncre vivi good longi discusson
Nfoka na bo e caga na rap
Kela sta guardado dento di nha Menti
Culpa e ca di bo di cre sigui Enfrenti
Tudo ki nu fazi nka

down
Guess Who it is? 
Ness how I'm striped down
I'm surrounded by snakes
But I'm Gucci though
Cuz I'm a parslemouth
Gucci on the collar hoe

Okay!

wasn't good at discernment
Perkin' at every person that promised me higher learning.
Purchasing every pervy scene I could spill in my iris
Didn't know I

I’d much rather be a rapper than a YouTube artist
This life seems so much better than always being haunted
By unrealistic standards set by kids,

The chopper on deck so don't think ya boy slippin'
That real nigga shit blowin' purp by the O's
My niggas keep the trap bumpin' with that Amber Rose
My bitch,

Nightingale

Spectrum

Music of Carole King

1996

longing
somehow not so wrong
Nightingale, nightingale

He was strong, but he was taken
By the thought of his success
Those spotlights shadows
How

Hand of Doom

Cephalic Carnage

Hell Rules: Tribute to Black Sabbath, Vol. 2

2000

don't know
You're giving death a kiss
Poor little fool now

Your mind is full of pleasure
Your body's looking ill
To you it's shallow leisure
So

(Mike Jack) (Cause life's fast)
(Till We bite back) (Like that) (Fuck your price tag)
(My life plan good night fam)
Made my way around the ring can't

gets
So when your feeling at your best
And you feel you did enough work
And you feel like you been in the mud deep enough
Just know it can always get

writer's block
When you have no idea what you wanna talk about
So you sit there thinking about your life
Well, I dropped all the women in my life 
And stick

reply just seeing your text
But I know you'll do the same so just stay away

It hurts to say this cause I like you a lot
But facts are just facts

the chain?
Ayy, so I just pop another 30
Charge it to the game
Ayy, it was some cold nights by
Myself out in the rain
Ayy, I lost some friends to this shit
Now

on the bible
The westside king home
Young bud
Buddy whats up lil bro
Yeah whats good
You know what time it is
This that westside shit
Blockburners shit
Me n

me
But not a good feeling I don't like me
Never thought that I could despise me
Maybe I'm not the best
Maybe I'm like the rest
Maybe I cause your chest

cause i'm addicted (And i like 'em too)
Smoke weed when my bros ask me to come smoke with them
Drink alcohol only with my friends
Never by myself

Closed minds are limited
They only view the sin
So what will you do now
Instead of kickin it with misery
Don't let it bring you down
Go find some better

a terrorist
Fuck her good foreign sounds like a Arabic
Walk in the light now I'm feeling like I'm Edison
Or Tesla self driving like Tesla
I Broke the fake bonds