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numero uno
And Your love is the treasure like that song by Bruno
And I'm looking in the future like I'm psychic
Singing about you up in the shower, high

Mayor of Circuit City, The albums had censored curses
Rhyming was my home, only furniture was the furnace.
Eternity was the distance, and now I'm minutes

On the west end, got the whole city up
Got a bitch and her best friend, and they both let me fuck
That was first sight, say I made a good impression

of emergency
You just gotta let your thoughts merge and see
Everywhere you look is absurdity
Observing the city so nervously
I'm sure I'll be suburban

fact, my actor training was in that City
You had a gig coming up at the Madison Square Garden
I contemplated going there
But my pockets were a nightmare

on
Play the album zion
By kayban let the dance on
Fell a couple of times
On my fucking way up
Still i never give up
On my dreams no fucking up
The beat drop

city proud
Everything i did it ment alot
My fault my fault my pen is hot
From the demons i was fending off
U ain't got nothing on me like when u girl

Got a hunnid bands, easy
Got a hunnid Stans, easy
Imma run it back, easy
Yeah, you know what that means, yeah
Tired of waiting around
Inspired by all

Ridin round grandpas caddy like I’m 50
I’m tryna find a Lil baby from my city
Shoulder shrug like you uzi gettin jiggy 
Yeah I’m tryna watch her eyes

clapping high on a G
Pink skies just radiate, contrast to overdue, long needed, long wanted pain relief
Land in a new city,  just in dreams visited, Biscayne

I’m the one, I’m just surrounded by 3’s and 2’s 
I got a line around the corner waiting on me to lose 
I’m done with phony kickin, I can see that ain’t

your business. but You can have my digits,I'm hosting parties with midgets. hope you stop by soon,I'm about to call the guieness. To set some records

Doing all my dirt by my lonely, nobody's fall guy
Use my Desert Eag to avenge, it got a hawkeye
9/11 on television, we'll watch em all die 
Black roses

above all
The song of a champion
Doing things they say can't be done
But I did it anyway
See me in my city any day
Could be in the hood flat broke right

view of my obstacles in my opticals
Breaking down the game like a molecule 
With this album no flopping failing ain’t optional 
Ten toes down to move

takes off I’m taking all my brothers with me 
Riding round through the city while we blown the millys
The way I talk ab it like we already done did it

[verse 1]
Excuse you, I don't live by excuses/
Once I decide to do some shit I fuckin do it/
Wonder how I arrive high, still improving/
Why lie?

do. Thought I was sleeping but
You making all of my dreams come true. 
I just might make a whole album on you. 
Love to admire you nude. 

You my lil

By cats dressed in blue 
Everything out here y’all ain’t righteous, oh my god 

Man, I love my family. I love my dawgs
These haters mane want me gone -

stop acting like you 'bout sum
Try me, and we know the outcome
Diss me your hoe blast my album
She pop an X like she's Malcolm
Tell her, get it shawty,

seen that boy go out bad I can't be him
Won't catch me goin' out sad in no dms
Love me this week and forget by the weekend
If it ain't me nothing else

their (Mic) Mikes Jacked, call it "this is it" (Michael Jackson's Last Album)

I spit the "INTro" softly, so real fans can listen in

Clubs get their

strokin
The baddest biteches be choking
Sunnyvale where I'm loaded
Yes this city they know me
I'm loved by everybody
Every bitch wanna blow me
I dont

living in my eyes
Cuz I ain't really all they say I am
I'm just a guy and I ain't got no pride (pride)
Whip through my city in a KIA by my damn self
Can't