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R is for the real
But he gotta be right
I am independent
But I like him by my side
G you think it is funny
But I promise I'm not jokin'
H for all

you couldn't kill
The sickest young nigga that no medicine could heal
Ay can I make it in this game ?
And when I make it in this bitch
Can I prove I'm

did a lap around these niggas n I ain't exhausted
If he wanna feature then hey nice to meet you but yeah it gone cost em
I be fresh to death and I don't

(Awe that's smooth)
(Ah, This shit is too much sauce, Too much sauce)

Too many times I've, Heard I'm basic
They can't imagine, This path I'm taking

Reigned my rain
Drained my pain
Things you can never do if you were sane
Look at my ego
Look at how he goes
Giving me the fuel to burn everything below

Maan, you know that nigga, whats his name?
Nigga Thxbi or something like? (who?)
Like what does he even do bra ? (never heard of him I don't know)

to
On my knees by the bed
In my prayers
We been taking
Every night by my side
Me and god we be walking
I told I tried everything
He said just stay in your

This generation is so fucked up I can't really understand it
Hate on youngins throwing shade like we can really change the planet
Go through

on the side of me,
I'm so crazy got OCD,
Can't stop staring at the women I see,
I'm a pimp by nature and g at heart so all I know is grind time,
I be in that

a stock room ain't nobody stopping me
You could call me Ratatouille cause I'm looking for the cheese
Touch down in your city you would think I'm Drew Brees

and then I hold a grudge over spilt time
Where would I be in life if I could just rewind
And throw up the peace signs to all of those future mistakes
Prolly

it to where we have thangs
And in the house ain't where it's at I'm in the fast lane

Sliding through the town you can't see through the tint
Pull up

from it
So confused by Religion that it's Gat all in a mess
Everybody's so separated cause He or she knows best

Never been afraid of heights, never been

One Shot Kill

Jayo Felony

Digital Master, Vol. 1

2011

pimp of your bay area pop ya colla shit
What did y'all ever think that you can blow against me?
I'm the grain how the hell you think that you can go

the game
Mutated another strain and sent it viral
No quarantine can contain it's arrival
You have been blessed by the god you should hold no other idle
I do

in it
She grabbed it and passed it right back
And said I ain't putting nothing in it
I'm like did I just make a dumb decision
You think it's funny huh

a joke 
Cant fix that 
So I 
Get it by any means
Strap tucked in my denim jeans 
Could care less if you kin to me 
When im hungry we enemies
At night I

the kind of person he or she becomes
Now the estimates by the experts in this field are that most of us are using somewhere Around
Five percent of our real

Pretty sure you heard this beat before
This is A-Ezy, beat by FreakBeats
This is a Sandringham story, bringing you some Bayside glory
I'm telling my

Just go lay down, by morning you'll feel fine
Just try and lay off the George Orwell in the meantime

But sometimes an idea you hear when you're high
Can

Singin' Johnny Cash and I almost get hit by a car 
And tell this dude to fuck off 
And he rolls down his window 
And he's got this weird mustache
And I

a little visit to the liquor store
Buy a fifth of vodka and some juice to sip it with so
I can finish it and get on instrumentals just to spit some shit

Another soundboy dying
Diggedy down with the Kwan I start the master rhyming
Grinding brains by razorsharp thoughts
You can scream, nobody hears you, near

supposed to be cool You think that we just supposed to be cool
Meanwhile, I was being loyal to you I ain't never did no stunt like that, girl
And you texting