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a reason
If you knew all that I been thru
You would not believe me
And I'm quick to let her go
If she say she leaving
I don't need to stress baby
I'm with

hand I was dealt
But made a fan of myself by putting trophies on the shelf
I'm a winner I'm a dog I'm a beast can't you tell
Let the dog off the leash

had begun impacting the Roofs
Of mobile offices by the rim, quickening snare rolls of a forward March played by a twelve-year-old soldier

Purpose fled

Really stupid there's a
Lot of really retarded people that's
Not being a dick
Or anything that's some real life shit like
I've actually been amazed

You

that ain’t classy
But you still eye fuck me when you walk past me
Local producers tryin’a big time me
Bitch please, DJ Epik been cosigned me
‘Cause I’m

what's right by you
Baby, could you play along with me
Baby, would that be alright with you
After all of that's been done with me
Could you tell me how

While you're cuddled up under them blankets
All in love and complacent
I'm solely focused on this life that I'm chasing
Cause see It ain't easy being

where you plant the seed
I been working on my recipes
Now it’s early 2017

Got the call and I hit the road
Went on tour and played 14 shows
All I really

the streets Sippin' some codeine
It's been too long since I hopped on a track, you already know all these bars finna smack

Just holla if you want some Prada,

Makin' Records

Maestro Fresh-Wes

Naaah, Dis Kid Can't Be From Canada?!!

1998

pandemonia rip
Well you're melodious shit
You shackle and tackle by chicks, packing like Appleonia(?) six
Having the hoes on your jock
A smooth individual,

the fuckin' man
All I know is go
All I know is cash flow
All I know is go for broke
All you do is choke

Been holding back for way too long
Gotta make the whole

don't see no damn controllers 
I been running shit since I came out the womb no need for strollers
Man I told ya when I hop on beats by boda we surpassing

growin' up, lil' bitch I'm from the D
Played with that yayo growin' up, lil' bitch I'm from the streets
Lil' bro be bangin' and you know how my lil' nigga

You pretentious friendship cunts never been In the front of the trenches
Yah they conspire, yet
I will never be the kind of liar that Ken is
Oh, How

living in fear
I deserve better, you should know that i’m okay
Even though you aren’t the one and even though you got me played
There's a hole in my life

it
And I've been in the past, reliving it, like I'm Okarin
Didn't think it was over yet, do you sense that aroma?
When they wanted a verse, I cook like

gotta keep it moving
This that original Detroit music
Nigga been sick been spitting out mucus
You a donkey get these mule kicks
Fucking jackass
Tortoise

anyway I for fit to survive
This might not be the perfect goodbye but
When I’m go you go remember I tried

Really had ma wish by now I go blow
I’ve been

trynna open with you

I've been Mr. Brightside the last couple of weeks
I put my phone down and looked at life from outside of the screen
Had to check

do you have anything to say on Behalf the good of the group
We would expect all positive things By the way
(Lady's & gentleman)
Jesus Christ

I've been to school in Boston
Played my guitar down in Austin
Driven eighteen wheels outta Delaware
I've laid pipline in Alazka, detasselted corn in

People sayin' it's a horserace

But I let 'em all win for their self-esteem
Cuz my album's on the shelf, by itself, you see

I don't help for free, I

gas
(We could have the Summer of Love)

You murdered them kids, Jenny, that blood’s on you
You know CHOP was a setup by your boys in the blue
Terror

the truth
Speak to the youth
I'm the man of the people that paid dues
They been workin' all year just for W2's
I am not ya equal, I do not wanna be you
They