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Cause I'm really bout the shit that you "plan to be" that you want to be
I put it all in me
And you still talking about it
I did that shit
You still

they'll still be hyped when they see me pop up Ay
We ain't the same, me I been driven by hunger and pain
Something you'll want if you wanna be great
A knife

Was really all on my own 
Ever since I was just 12 
I had been hanging around grown folks 
Stopped going to the truck for em
Moving weight since I was

to losin' everything
There's so many details hidden in between
Even if we still had a house, it would've been burned down
Abandoned and betrayed, and there's

Agree

History has been written by a colonizer

Taught black men to hate self 

And never wise up

Now the oppression is given to Asians

Aliens

man, I been hip-hop since day one
I'm hip-hop frontline
These mother fuckers don't respect shit anymore, man
Yo, you been through it all, man
You

Tries to make me out as the villain
My life a movie and it
Should just be directed by dillon
My mama saw it in my eyes
She knew that something was missing

I flew into Washington
Had a girl like Lisa Raye she don't strip no more but the bills still paid
Still get a call from her every now and then she be

a motherfuckin' gangsta toll
But we survived that so welcome to the gangsta fold
I've had gangsta classes, I took gangsta notes
And I still got shocked by some

zones, I'm telling you homes, have been invaded by tv's watching you, while
It programs your channels, or is that your children's brains, cause them tell

enough love, they should just put their kids in the field
Pray maybe then they’ll revisit them bills, least for them parents who live through it still

I've been in the studio just tryna make a killing
All these motherfuckers wanna tell me what I isn't
I sit down praise god for the shit that I been

I was born amazing, that was 1996
20 years of getting walked on, still feels like I’m the shit
Feel the coins inside my head the dreams of getting

verse, bitches lapped up in mass submissive
The last rendition of God's will, made it by his hand
Not a movie life is novel, a script of silt and sand
Last

bills on my conscious now
I put those pills on my problems then
I sniffed those M's
It was by the pound
So we leave nothing to second chance
Put I'm fed

But we survived that so welcome to the gangsta fold

I’ve had gangsta classes

I took gangsta notes

And I still go shocked by some gangsta volts

But I

up to me if im lower than low
Woah
Been my brothers keeper just cuz love is love
Told him to never be sorry for needing your family my nigga cuz blood

bread you know chicken and biscuits
Get this I been broke but I been lit since 
Way before your favorite nigga seen my style and bit this
On god tho... is

Facin' clocks is chasin',

Got me dodgin' obstacles,
And every hour is like a tightrope I walk with greasy shoes,
Still yet I got my conscience tellin'

(they should wear a helmet)

Check it,
I be hitting poses, walk around me, I'm flexing,
It's been something heavy on my chest, it's a necklace,
This

A loose ledge hang yourself up in the cubicle
Aloof let out the cuticles, wealth got ya funeral
Dated planted sedated by mass media growth
Graded grave been

The internet says this virus was created by us
Government cover-up so they can supply us
With a vaccine that’ll sterilize us cause Bill Gates
And Tom

of envy
Baby I built this shit off filthy
If all goes right this'll kill me
Been living off hype, bitch gimme that light
By the don't smoke sign like bill

csè, I'm doing my mission I'm gone
I stay within call it a home
Smooth DoubleB God-talk is my favorite song
Spirit guides all around me so I'm never