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they'll make you pay
You so shit I'm feeling constipated, on occasion
Ain't it funny you think you gonna survive with nothing
You need to know how to write

selling that shit
Baby pussy so good
Shit ain't really what it seems
You niggas be living a meme
You was just selling a dream
I thought niggas was hood
But

So the rest of our days won't lose aim
God made me a man, my mama gave me a crown
My thought are taking over my confidence ain't around
I'm losing

ain't all in it
You got my head spinnin' - feet off the ground
I can't callin' it a night - no, it don't seem right.....without

One more taste -

dawg these puppies should quit
Gem lifting weights
An Unpolished diamond
Im in first place
I leave em silent
Never judge a book by its cover
Got all my

obstacles all over came
 I guess I been true to the game 
my vision in tact 
i'm all on the map 
 my niggas I shut down the stage
so everywhere I go
 I

to those trumpet crack
It's okay to let that toe tap
By the time it's over you'll be saying
I ain't know he could get down like that
I put my foot in every

weed farms
So I ride like John Travolta
Got that Jungle Fever once I spit it's over
Lucky four leaf clover
In my blacked out rover
Wit the leopard seat

denying these requests shit
My old one bad but the new one worse
By the time I'm over this I'm gone end up in a hearse
I been making better songs and if it

someone sang  it might be over soon 

She says  why don't you shield yourself  ?
But my way Is to reveal myself
Cause I don't know where I'm going
But when

to heal my scars
But no matter what I do, you'll always be blind
Declining that I've changed, no matter the time
But my sentence ain't over until you let

who man I never lose
Not by the strand on my genitals
I'll have you featured on channel 7 news
I made it in places marked as unsafe on my own
Better

It's Groovy and ain't no question
All of the lessons I learned taught by Smith and Wesson
And toters of other weapons
I'm toking this blunt and exhale

with a meanin
You done but I'm fienin
You a brick you a poser
I'm the guy on the posters
I'mma ride with the chauffeur
Man I'm high til it's over
Oh damn

month
Can't fuck on no ratchet bitch
I need a boujee slut
I can't have no baby mama
Need no drama over nut
Told her if she wanna fuck
She gotta eat it all

fed and raised on ball
That means I've bled, tears shed over things I saw
So I ain't one to judge with loved ones doing time and everyone on drugs
We

today"
"Yeah I'm looking for a land where your head ain't bashed in
By the blues and the whites"
And I
Nod my head and say "yeah man" as if I understand

paradise I had all that I needed
Lady Liberty gave me the frames that rearranged how I see it
I been shot down over run and taken hostage now I'm different

Don't be sending threats if you ain't popping shit
You can't run up on me I got niggas by ya mama crib
Moving drugs is hard the work be moving

I can see into your mind
I’m Charles or Grey Jean
My X-men kinfolk floss and stay clean
Mind over matter cuz matter is all greed
What matters is my

getting sweaty, getting messy
Early night for chocolate Charlie, he ain't sassy
Mirror mirror on the wall
You promised not to tell for you have seen it all

do you want it to be over
Put your armor on give it a hundred percent till this shit pay the rent 
Naysayer's salaries wouldn't make a dent in your

Turner be proud of me
And Angela Davis
Cause I’m revolutionary as fuck
And I know the police they hate it
Fuck 12!
Fuck 12! (Uh-huh)
Fuck 12!(Yea yea)
Fuck

my light dim
Gotta have brains and heart
Cuz it’s already hard when you dark skin
This for my kids in the ghetto
And my project babies by the metro