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man instead I'm saddened
Guess that's why they call it past tense
It's tragic jurassic my album be slappin'
You lack in theatrics, imagine
Imagination

a ta-tattoo in a hit
Ta-tattoo in a hit
Two in a hit
What they say doesn't matter
Doesn't matter
Doesn't matter
Just learn the lesson and
Learn the lesson

"Benjamin
Franklin"

Hit Re-cord
On the damn Keyboard
I'm wearing Dior shit
I'm flyin G four
Is it me or
Anyone eastern seaborg
Watch bezzle three

existing and you go and listen
And as time goes by and I keep evolving
Coming up with new albums and fighting
So I’m hoping you will be here longing
For

pushing through like I'm Lupe 
People still hate me like I'm Ronnie 2k
All my beats and raps equal Bron and D-Wade
I could do a whole album by my fucking

just kno all my shooters on stand by

Niggas thought they was under arrest when we came on the stage got em turnt wit they hands high 

I got story’s for

the an interview?
You should know by now I really do this shit, then hit the swimmin' pool
Then get my girl nakey up inside the inner tube
But what's the rap game

Yea
You know the album dropping so
It's like, it's like bonus content
For the day one's
Yea sometimes, I get emotional
I'll praly end up holding you

as gods
That's the dumbest shit I've ever
Heard in my motherfuckin' life
You need to set the fuck down somewhere (Ahh)
(Um, on this new album I've
Got uh

I've been gone
539 days it's been long
I got game and I got bars
I swerve around and I crash cars
On the way to school I don't hit pause
Keep

Let's grab the pen I'm in album mode if you haven't noticed
The album was golden Pain Through the Scriptures went platinum
All in my inner circle

Ya boy back in a zone
Daughter twirling my crown, the king's back on his throne
Every summer I'm doing numbers the album its on
Straight facts

Overdrive
I’ma put on a show
Baby, gimme Van Gogh
That’s all I need, that’s all I need
Impeccable flow
Baby, gimme Van Gogh
Van Gogh, baby
Two bad

By listening to Lo-Fi right?
Well you came to the place
Where you are welcomed
You are not alone
In fact
This album’s just for you
So make yourself

Ya boy back in a zone
Daughter twirling my crown, the king's back on his throne
Every summer I'm doing numbers the album it's on
Straight facts

the police album
Shot two through ya
The click that came wit it
With no shame in it, so flight and bang hit it
Every step the money's moving up
I'm

on my mix
If we made a song it would be a hit
Fuck you saying my shit is gon' hit platinum
No album rapping like muscles when they spasm
Hit 'em 22 times

on the switch you bring it
Just kidding, didn't mean it
Did I miss it, no I didn't
Always hit it, when I bring it, like ooh

Album ain't spoiled, you weren't

ever decide to sing
Want y'all to love my music but i hate bitches that cling
You might want to get some more bars in before i start to zing
Like albums

Oh my God, they killed Kenny. You bastards..
Them niggas want war, tell them bring it
Yeah
Yeah, aye

I got two Glocks, call them Mustang and Sally

don't fuck around
Gang gang got a first album out the two six
Two nine go ruthless I got better shlat we could do this
Truth is

Pressure live on me

the vegetable
I'm ripping Cars 2 and I'mma see you later
Seasons passing like we speeding through the left lane
Coughing getting chest pain
Boy we getting higher

a mainstream rapper
Typin' words on my phone, puttin' 'em on paper
My beam of light still goin' bright after rewritin' this record 2 times
Thinkin' of new ways

and people hit the floor
He wasted two kids that ran for the door
"I'm Mike D and I get respect
Your cash and your jewelry is what I expect"
MCA was with