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enough so
Gimme the money and then the top spot
Make me the biggest hot shot
Ha nah
If I needed your opinions
I wouldn't be here writing a fuckin album
Its

The world lost something when I accepted my evil
And said "It's fine should this star stop short of the zenith," that I give
Plenty of effort—more

a purpose
I know that for sure
Why am I tied up
This means war
Every album release
Will be a festivity
Shmandarin is here
And for the longevity
These girls

money to spend
2 parents 1 brother, the world is me so then
I can step up to the microphone, and roam in Rome
Those in Amsterdam know who the hell I am

on me for multiple reasons
A Nigga like me who can make it dawg is a achievement

If I passed away these Niggas would be capping by saying that we was

I wonder what you will look like
And it's funny 'cause the world wonders what I look like
And they're scared of your dad, they think he Suge Knight,

it, but I still wanna end my life
I'm so fascinated by it, I lose track of peripheral
Like how my friends would feel if I killed myself
Sometimes all it

think my aim is off cause I thrown it when I should shoot it
Because I am neither a city slicker or a back creek ponderosa
but I reek of manzanita as I

forgiving men
When you find the true Vine you live in it
Life in him so joyous
Pardon me I might get boisterous
Trees planted by the waters like sequoias
He

weigh
Heavy on my mind
And the days they pass
They go by much too fast
Am I running out of time?

I wait
For the perfect job, for money trees
For

upon a star
and here I am surrounded by such things
I made by heart and hand
there’s a magic to “I think I can”

and it keeps going
I gave up on knowing

a demographic
I am just a soul with a body and a passion
Look what I made Momma, it's magic
Nothin but a bastard kid laughing hard at everything that the pastor

that I cant go
I
Lost my world into abysses
With a misses
Feeling different
Extra spiritual

Top three spitting
Monolithic
Fully independent
What else am

the button know i'm next
I got full confidence that this the album of the year
And I can say it with my chest, that we the fucking best fuck DJ Khaled man

Am I crazy because I want to touch your skin?
Is it ludicrous that I've got nothing to believe in that
was built by human hands or controlled by

Self-Righteous Spics (Anthem)

Arsonists

Date of Birth

2001

Snatch the hoochies ice
She's twice the chicken I am
You ain't a playa, trade ya food stamps
Tell ya baby dad to buy 'em

Rollin' with us, ain't no

Profiteers

Fiddler's Green

On and On

1997

pushed around 
We invited the world to come and stay 
And celebrate the fair 
I wonder if the world will understand 
The homeless walking there 

I

Yo 
through the eye of the hurricane
the world on my shoulders while I'm trying to stomach pain 
coz you know this world is cut throat
man are

Eminem on the beat
All my senses coming back, I can finally see, I can breathe, knees weak, but

According to my friends I am Kneeless
But It can change

to find a way up out the threshold
I must confess I am the best though
In your circle you may be special, but (nobody's fuckin wit me)
Let the work speak

path for me
I ain't tryna hear it though that's a bad story
Don't talk to me babyyy I am not Tory
Hit the shot last second like I'm Rob Horry

Look

On Sunset bitch I'm trappin
(Trappin' trappin' trappin' trappin' trappin')
On Sunset bitch I'm
I'm trapping I'm trapping
Take a flight cross the world cross

Uh
Feel like a dead man walking
The sedative in my head is defective
I called it
It's diabolic
If I try to acknowledge it
The world'll label me

Then God forbade
Love the young maid
Who will revolt
Against the old
Against the odds
Be the new God
Whose heart unpaid
By this world trade
It's a debate