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behind i know your kind
The type to try to pull
2Pac down in his prime
We all human coming in
Different shapes and size
They tear you down when you
Tell

back in the day people
Actually gave a fuck
We didn't luck up with a 2Pac Shakur
All we got is rappers throwin’ money
That make us want more
Damn,

the bottom
It ain't shit change (Damn)
Had to ice up my body like I got wrist pain
(Yes, sir)
Neck strain, team is on my back (Yes, sir)
Still we schemin' for

Ghostface Killah]
More than a thousand times one, snatch up my styles get done
I hold a title, enhanced how my belt was won, check it
Slick majestic, broke

her veins
Her daddy left her with some shit in her brain
Yeah she fucked in the head, she wanna slurp me up and expect me not to wed
Got my dick in some

a rep that I made all by myself
One I hate all by myself
That comes from decisions created all by myself
I can't shake it all by myself
See I grew up

to tell
Meek is done he turns back
To his computer screen
Waving off the vote as
Pointless "Honest opinions is cool
" he says "But my mind's made up"
He

made up my mind
I'm not turning back
The winds of your love
Got me on the right track
I step out of the way
And let him reign
I've been surrounded by

the robes of righteousness
Equilibrium is fucked up from data overload
Enhanced by the fact that I walk on a narrow road
That's more like a tightrope

of truth, I'll give you facts right now
Fuck this cypher, my mind ain't on rap right now
So it's fuck metaphors and punches, all the witty shit
Got

they hating man this shit flagrant
You would think it brought me peace but it brought more anger
Got off track a lil bit it happens to the best
The music

What's Good
Written & performed by Robi & Derrell 

(Rell)
Rell, Robi
This another 803 vibe

(Robi)
It’s crazy how she wanna
Spend my time
When she

Daygo shuffling for hours
Of people in the room, I made my appearance
Pathway to the floor, homies gots to clear
You see all this meat, I'ma need some

poverty was real
We got excited just to window shop
I was you before you nigga
Back when Nintendo drop bare knuckle brawls
My daddy was beatin' niggas
Up

it's doomsday
And we done went up on a Tuesday
Got the new whip it got more room space
For me and my niggas, taking the pictures
Been through it all so

With a burden of redcurrants
and wild garlic at my elbow I
wearily made my 
way along Crackpool Burn,
joining the coast road at Glororum.

Up ahead I

I've had tragedies in my life and it's made me well equipped
I've got people standing above me they just tryna predict
Unpredictable they wonder they

the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got

I chalked it up to bad karma
See most people don't believe in karma
Anymore but obviously I still do
Cause for instance you got
Famous for killin'

house made of glass, I cast the first stone
For everything I have they can never take hold
My quality enhanced only time shapes the mold
But To never take

D.E.E.P.

OutKast

Southernplayalisticadillacmuzik/Stankonia

2005

up when you let my mind creep
Deeper than the page of a book let me look
You let me hit the stage, that's when I got my folks hooked like
D.E.E.P. you

something from my past
Yeah not a fucking chance
Nothing to regret
Every mistake I made to this day got my mind enhanced
Advanced mind
Shit can't be explained

got we got Molly's and best shrooms
YOLO man we prolly gone be dead soon

I ain't never been a hater
Lift my weight I get my weight up
Hella weight boy

he's been drinking like a fish
Man, I never been a bitch, the dream was getting rich
But they still sleeping on me peep the level up
My music got