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Yup!

It's that radical Black Adam, might wanna Shazam him
Examine the way I slam em and slice em in half like Solomon 
Stupid punks, put the pump to ya

a thief in the eye
And I learned to keep a baby blade right by my throat
Babies looking gritty
Ultrasonic look demonic
Like our history, the ego

off mommas' tittie back to
raw and gritty Yonkers city condominium flats. 
Word to Sean Mckinney. Crate diggin' is top 
notch. cin't shit else in a hate

to steal
Rockefeller had it out, the school's built to kill
The only healin for your bodies in herbs and fields
System built on taking lives, viewed

knowledge delivers us back to each other
To know the country is not the land
To know we only endure by organizing together
To know death can do well and is

It's all chicken and egg
You're better tardy than absent
Back at it again, it's been a minute
Re-shifted, readjusted
New brand and new vision
Reminiscent

been in an out of traps seen some shit I can't take it back 
Had to get out cuz I couldn't live like dat 
Shooting fast then I skirt like Leddy 
Moving

about Timon
I know he was in Athens
When I come back like Hamlet you pay for your action

Dat boy Akala, I do it As You Like
You're Much Ado About Nothing

the beginning
Why I play the losing role knowing I could be wining
On the floor too long how it feel in the ceiling
Better yet maybe you surpass that if you're

It's mad case
It's heavy, need back brace
This gritty little city has us
Trapped inside a sad game
In front of our face
Distract you with the apple

some days i reminisce
I pop another pill, back in the days i was yo' number one pick
Firebricks, swagger sticks, hockey sticks
Blocks of ice i'm swingin'

Ready to slash at locusts cuz on his back is strapped four
Daggers - sharp as obsidian as the city rolls over the horizon
Gritty I'm fighting sixty

some light cash, got it right back
Bitches in my phone to smash and then I do a light dash
I wont stay the night, lucky if I do an hour
And she like how

of my lane
You in my personal space, get the fuck out of my face
Fuck what you say, fuck what you think
Long as I got money up in the bank
Y'all niggas

lane
You in my personal space, get the **** out of my face
**** what you say, **** what you think
Long as I got money up in the bank
Y'all **** stank,

Yo, listen up, little one, let me share my tale, Life's a rollercoaster, yo, it's been a wild trail. From the gritty streets to a dreamer's endeavor,

Drink rap and I eat rap
It’s been that way and it’s never changed
when the impact of that beat slap
The reaction is priceless
Tracks have been crafted by

despite no resolution
Make it, disappeared into seclusion
Kids in private school thanks to looting
Barely know struggle or Martin Luther
Instagram daddy's

And it’s cause of petty crimes
Selling dope or a fight 
My step dad on parole
So we can’t even take that flight
Watched my brother go through hell and back

Cutthroat city we gritty
Proceed with caution
We keep it nauseous
Like we tossing vomit
More like bullets when we see a moving target
We like wu when they get

to cross
I just take it in stride like a boss
Know they want me to give it my all
Got these n****s back hatin again
Givin me motivation again
To the fam

Focus on my breathing then I get back to shining

I’ve been running this
Since 1 9 8 six
I was in the womb when my mommy hit them licks
I really had

All I got is three Benjamin’s thats triplets
Back to business flip it
Need a 20 G’s before Christmas
That’s 5 digits nigga you can’t miss it

and getting chips
We don't fuck with the opposite
My nigga ruthless
Play it by the code
In the mix he throwing bows
He been my slime
From the west side