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ripped by the writers?
You can judge me all you want from a distance
But you could never cure my sickness
Takin' more pills than my body could afford

As I can this is my calling
This is what I'm here to do

I'm the best and most honest and I'm pure
My next album will chisel off the door
I break through

sir
If I keep getting over-looked by selection
(Hello?)
I need a beat from Statik Selektah (I do)
Yes, I just switched up the flow
But I didn't mess up

many let downs I think I’ve had enough
I’m just scared that when push comes the shove
I’ll end up by myself even the man up above
Life’s had me down I’m

you can catch me by the tree
Or by one of my houses, got my choices X, Y, Z
Remember them days, I didn't know what I was gonna eat
But now we chilling,

Pimp On

Z-Ro

Look What You Did to Me

1998

[Z-Ro]
Time and time again, I try to cope with being poor
But I had to say just what I feel, so now I'm kicking in your door
My daughter needs

the gist
He dissed on the 4th and was gone by the 5th
Tried to be fancy got pressed at ruth khris
This ain't no fishbowl nigga this dark tints
It's me nd

Wait two secs, let me spark this zoot
My niggas, they don't talk, they shoot
Roll up slow, then I park that coupe
And the game got fucked by

together, on two wings yeah we fly together
We are who we are even when we’ve been separated by seas
They can have my body but they can never take my spirit

I walked through the door with you
The air was cold
But somethin bout it felt like home somehow
And I left my scarf there at your sister’s house

to make perfection cause my exit is loved 
by people spending time to ride an ex-presidents nuts.
Racist fucks on the island with excuses that boil it
then

you from deep in the slums
Only way you make it out is by the barrel of a gun
All I wanna do is rap go to a different place and have some fun
But lately

and left at the door
Jealous of the space occupied in my mind
Gentrified by the crimes against my people and my time
Look, I'm here to break the cycle
Tired

(ooh)
50 stars and the stripes hanging outside of my door (yeah)
I was deafened by the freedom, was you saying something more (haha)
Was you saying

the snow
Like who's that knocking on the front door?
And how'd they move past the booby traps
That you planted on the front porch?
And all your favorite

I spy with my little eye
A little guy that want to do big things
Years pass by, he grew up same happened to his dreams
Couple bros not a big team

album, Ima kill at will
I travel deep in my own mind & faced myself
I'm the only competition, embrace myself
I corrected my mistakes, yeah I shadow myself

go wherever they go, we'll be 'round the world by the end of the month

And it's like Kdot, good kid, track 4
We gon' move everyday through the back

You can get the chrome get
The fitted off your dome
This shit you think you know think
I'm kiddin' then you wrong
This ain't no song, just flexin' by

50 out the door

Since I'm so major
The label put down on a two-story
House and a two-way pager
Suggested a more powerful attorney,? Weiss
Handled

my name now
Created balance for myself so I can get some things
Made ten albums by the time that I was 17
Y'all paved the way inspired me to become

us in so we gon kick the door down
Dropped my first album got these people wanting more now
Takin stages bout to pack up hit the road now
See me in

Knights
Yeah and I'm always packing
Keep the lightning on my hip like I'm Thor
These hammer and nails will lay you flat as a door
Real warrior covered in

Don't let the door
Hit you when you see me eatin' all the cake
I'm red like rare steak, I'm special
I sized you up when I met you
You a pop fly, won't