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Many are called few are chosen
One by one they fall
Many are called, few are chosen
One by one they fall

Adore! This is what you came here for

My Introduction

Zigidy

Tha Zigilaytion

First rap album I owned had ‘Dope Feen Beat'
In the grade school, had a fool suspended for a week
I called my teacher bitch, principal a bitch
In

got a target on ya Chest
When niccas don't got talent they Start drama for the press
Fiancée is a doctor she just got a few More test
And you know

on a terrible path and want them all to witness. Greatness by force
Raising your thoughts passed the limit
You could feel it vibrate through your heart
Mannequins

I paid to boast, I paid for hope, Haunted by ghosts, blood on my notes I made me
I paid to boast, I paid for hope, Haunted by ghosts, blood on my

Chewbacca

Random Axe

Random Axe

2011

Random!
Everybody on my team is winners
Everybody on your team beginners
Why you do that, rapper? Fucking new-jack rappers
Flinch when I walk by cause I

even speak, unless I'm very annoyed
Man don't you test my reach, I'll leave you alive
I'm a man of god, But I give his strife
By the end, you'll be

track of all these bosses
I can't even count my losses
You'll take a lot of spills
When you're runnin' like a faucet
I took a gamble, now I'm graspin'

getting shredded
Beat around and ground
You'll see this Meat Boy pack a punch
Pound for pound
Bandage Girl, nothing will come between us
I'll defeat evil Dr

fuckin tries but you're late
And the sun will set even five minutes in the tunnel
You'll  be funnled in ain't no mumblin fuck you never come again
I could

getting cold. And business was kind of slow
He said I’m closing up. Take this last spin for the road
 
CHORUS
Well it’s been fun
And a good time was had by

Here I Go

Mystikal

Mind of Mystikal

1996

your head spin
Stop walkin' the one way to a fuckin' dead end
Bitch you yellow
Coward-hearted, better bring some water
Kick the gasoline can over

your head spin
Stop walkin' the one way to a fuckin' dead end
Bitch you yellow
Coward-hearted, better bring some water
Kick the gasoline can over

canvas feel like a campaign
I'm really by myself in this ting and the A.I around me are driving me insane
Some say that I need me a doctor, well let them

a boss fight that you'll never win
Pissed me so I fucked around and let the devil in
Only on free beats must not know that will never spin
Please don't say

own
K.Knowledge heard me spit an entire album on the phone
Heard birds tryna fly in my coop so I started jettin'
Different places for paper my gears

a yawn mower
To finish up the final Jetta album to brawl over
Ironic that I'm done but when I drop this sh*t y'all over
Because this sh*t y'all under

In my neighborhood, there are two options
You can be a lawyer or a doctor, learn in middle school
Adore your mom and coppers, not the criminals
But I

oh my only chance, ruined!

(narrator again)
Disillusioned by this rejection served up
To him in a
Steaming lump, Doctor Skinny became
Suicidal with

don’t have
Working young at BK, greasy uniform and hat
Hustlin for low wages, making whoppers in the back
Take what my boss makes divide it by 5, cut that

a mangaka, don't try and spin the narrative
Too passionate to be a pacifist
I'm passing by all of these passive kids
The catalyst to make you stop your yapping

All the girls
Are coming by
I was always on
Spin the track the song
And the night is young
I'm an artisan
You should write it down
I just need

Gang
Boy, I start on one, I let y'all know
This gon' be the hardest and realest album y'all heard in a minute
Boy, it still ain't go
Ayy, I'm that

On my Reggie I'll be that
My nickname is fuck you bitch
Cause all the hoes know that he ain't shit
Turn you album to a weed tray
My shit spins on Shade 45