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my fans can embrace what I wrote, amazed
So I'm humbled by those who paid
Me the respect and cash, for songs I composed and made
After hours of focus,

even fight
I'm so fucking high
Iike I'm up in a flight
I'm mentally dead
and I can't even cry
I'm wishing the time
Never ever went by
I can't feel my

that shines at the end of society
Put a note on my notes that notoriety 
Hood showed corruption by halting trades
Jan 28th throw retail on grenades 
Go

done by myself, now the problem solved
Told my youngn  wen we
move, we sliding on feet
Two pistols, sixty shots, we too deep

That's thirty shots apiece,

Spider-Man, this shit ain't just a costume
Throw a grenade in your room, that shit what made the boom

Paused the grind, now we resume, hope we don't land in

on grime beat
Sucking my teeth don't like it
Suck my nipple suck my teet

21 years of age
Still posing by my road sign on Gannet Lane 
Upload that ting to my

focused I be

I'm coping with stress by making my opponents deceased



They think I'm dozing just cause my flow is lazy/

But I'm just afloat in the ocean

in a loop
My daily 1-2 is to make all the doom go POOF
Oh sweet disjunction, what's your function?
You threw the stun grenade into my stomach now that

the sky to green for you
Make i catch grenade for you on the first day
Shey i look like  bruno mars to you
Dem don do me yawa
Many love app on this space na

Party Ya A** Off

Tha Alkaholiks

Firewater

2006

I'm the black Bryant Gumbel, the city is a jungle 
That's why we smoke trees and stack cheese by the bundle 
You fake A and R's make me think it would

diss me in they fuckm whack rhymes
We spy back, your mother's dead by lunchtime
Ask the last rapper who tried to diss me
Vou won't be able to cause his

To gun them down, pick them off one by one.
Velvet rope antics, bullish romantics.
Scar themselves blind.
I should walk away, leave things undone.
It's

to twerk I like to
Work I don't need indica

Or sativa I'll leave ya with
The dro like see ya
Later alligator I need pussy by my saber
Darth Vader got haters

NYC Street Corner Battle

Ultra

Big Time

1996

while I reveal myself into the industry
By smokin lyrical chokin teacher provokin MC
Clear the way for me, unique, delete the weak
As I defeat the claim

how many fucks I give
It's zero every time
This is murder by design
Tape it off and call the coroner
Snap chat ya mom
But she's fat so I'm ignoring her

your own business
When you're "POW" beat down
By the time you it's me
I won't even be around-round
And without a sound you can try to find me
But your

dare to be in my way
When I'm shooting up a charity
I'm letting it spray pipe bombs, grenades
Yeah the shit is homemade i'm high as fuck
Sitting on my

getting stranger by the minute
I'm tripping
Harder and harder by the second
Like a 70s record
I never thought a simple spell
Could unravel the gravitational

cause I don't give no fuck
the world is mine
you stepping over gages grenades and land mines so hand mine
if you was around nigga you probably ban mine

I weathered every hand grenade
You threw me like I'm a paper silhouette
At a gun range like I'm a silhouette, a silhouette
(Ayy, chee, ayy, chee,

pop [pop pop]
[long pause]
GNice hustling is non-stop
Makin' lettuce
Top Chef, Italian Caesar chop-chop [chop-chop] (pause)
Got owned by the King

Searchin' for proof
Put the world on my loop, could you tell me what's wrong
What's wrong
Mmm, could you tell me what's wrong
By the way, I'm so high
Could

War

Sean Kingston

Fire Burning

2009

and my heart is a grenade
(Kabloom!)
I'll bomb any platoon, just call me World War Tune

(I'm at war)
Fightin' for the one that I love and the one that I

4 tha Scrilla

B-Legit

Killa Kali

1995

goin by the hood an stick it to them hoes. 

Tenants are livin on the card, them hoes, 
City Bank Visa, but the card is stole, 
Retail price, juss