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of story didn't take it to the Major league 
Feel like I let them down 
People who had faith in me Opportunities pass Me by 
Couldn't wait to leave
Hot

for the stars, I land on the moon
There's never enough you can do, you groove with the wind, I rise with the sun, there's only one that can take this

like you can compare your raps to mine, is asinine
Yapping like you wont get grabbed, I'll Torture Rack and crack your spine
Lex Luger, with that ruger,

eat
The big cap but no king like ML but with no dreams
My black card recycled, when I swipe it, that bitch go green
Ha ha, that's a good joke, only OG's

collab I need my click
Yoka you the one that got me into this music thank you
Believed in me that I could sing or rap motivated me to keep it in tune
I

violent kid, you're vocal. Try it with the loner, 
Wind up with your molars wired, in a coma. My rap like the Hunger Games... I ain't jus catching fire, I

Shakin' in the Alley

Mac Mall

Immaculate

filled to capacity
With all souls possessed by my flow and its speed
On this radio station over thousands of watts
And the rollers can't stop my knot
Media

wrapped surgical P's
With these niggas and spat in rap circles for free
Now I get paid to lay these verses of heat
To the same beat in the trap
Where I

a bomb send em back in time
I'm not the rap game messiah
I'll play the part of pariah
You can't scare me with hellfire
Don't sweat details can't perspire
I

it's alright
I don't believe in god & I don't fuck with satanist
Im Not King Von, But y'all believe crazy stories
& Still choose the bad side
So I Just

sat up front in a pew
The priest said "Jesus and Mary too!
Son, what the devil's got into you?
Get up and sing a hymn or two!"

And I sang
Death, death,

ti

And now I dont sing if it isnt for you
And no I dont smoke if it isnt for you

y ya no duermo si no es por ti
y ya no bebo si no es por ti

And now

the shit I was banking on
Sticky fingers had me taking long
This the shit that I drop in my toilet
Smoking on backwoods filled with that strong
Stinging my

a visionary man this is scary
I'm getting victimized by the Virgin Mary
Well skeletons coming out yell at the man of the house
What the hell are you doing?

all this fucking games
Calling everybody’s names
Liking pictures with the shape, I don’t wanna see no drakes
RS shit I’m wearing capes, just exploring

I been saying I'm the nicest
Use to sell a lot of Mary Jane on devices
I'm driving like I never had a day with my license
I'm running rappers over

buried
Shit gets scary when you say Mike three times Kinda like a Bloody Mary
Blood splattered, torture Cadavers  as the pulleys vary
The tools that I

Blue and red lights lit up the woods like a road flare on the streets
Helicopters circled high in the sky trying to find her through the trees
Mary

the reason
I started this in the first place
I know better then these new niggas they don't rap they just sing about new triggers
I'm well advised to inform

kid
The one in Caribbean fundlin' your bitch
We off in the whip (Where) fortely six
Mary ana like a lovebug off in her shit
Don't let the sun fool you

to the Army this shit can get slimey
So try me and I'll take it back to the county
I'm cursed by the haters and blessed with a bounty
There's blood on my hands

I smoke the dodie
Got shooters I ain't totin
Fuck that shit you smoking
Say you got a problem with me
Better be totin
Fuck that shirt you got on
Fuck

dey go
Where my heart no go
U better guide your own
Mind, body & soul

Mhen
Ancestors music dey always sweet
When e mix with rap
And... U know what I do

A Pipe Set

Seven Nations

The Pictou Sessions: An Acoustic Album

2003

humor never went to waste

The story goes he walks by moonshine
The auld ones hear him every night
They say he sings down by the ditches
Raisin' hell