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During the past months a couple hidden
Characters have been revealed to me
They claim they support
So to speak up I didn't feel the need
But I

Murder everybody like a shooting rampage
Yeah, kill 'em all, Fentanyl, blow 'em up
Molotov
Mazel tov, death to mumble, I rule the game

Sheesh! Yo

Yo, I'm

Yeah it's when the Henny hit's you

Alive and plotting on my future
Rarely thinking about the past
I don't stress the minor shit
I'm knowing it'll

before I blow it's Dirty

So I try to survive without money
But I'm making my music
And you know the game is
Funny Entertain and abuse it
Niggas Stupid

You don't know how my past been
I spent years of my life on my arse skint
Before I got that mad money in, ask Grim
My lighty in Vale my gyal
In Tulse

Jargon same Clip
Different cartridge same whip
Different master look closer
We ain't got past it
The shackles are not tackled
They’re just different
Cattle

heart won't bloom
It'll just harden
No one'll listen, I can't get a word in
Guess I'll sip Soma, I'm such a burden
I wish I could wash my past with soap
I

man real talk

Success is a must but how can I blow when
I'm still screaming "Fuck feds, i'm a thug"
They look at me like I'm
Just a rough-neck in cuffs

Yeah, let's get it

It's you against the world
Better figure out fast
Who the hell you can trust if
You wanna make it past
All the fakes and the lust

on a trip
I was zoning and flatlined when
I hit the spliff so I've been stoned since a
Past life I'm high spirited
I'm so laid back my
Passport photo is

a hundred raps and stay up past 1
And back up at it at 5
Just happy to be alive
Travelin' everywhere, gettin' it done
Second to none
Weapons are drawn

Blow it and push a lil' nigga back
Like, where that lil' nigga even at?
(Like, where that nigga at?)
Like, where that lil' nigga even at?
(Like, where

an ill mind I feel like hopsin
Look at every chart I'm toppin
I paint perfect pictures about pointless parts of that past
I tend to torture tracks so I can

when i lose myself
Fall eight times i get up with my brothers help
Always learned a lesson from my past mistakes
When i was at the bottom niggas don't

time they saw my back
Now I'm struggling for life feel I'm headed to my past
Then I kept a fucking rife, they were stacked with a gat
And the bullets

some land that I can live 
And find some more land that I can build
If it ain't by the water I need I near some
Wake up in the morning and blow a fat one

midnight
A wild trumpeter played a manic polka
All before the break of light

The ghosts of people, past, present, and future
In the darkness of late
Haunt

90 on the dash following where the wind blows
What's up with you, got caught up in my hazel views
White ts baggy pants laces loose on the shoes
이쁜 몸매,

Old time sake ya photo the kid
Past me can not be out did
Multiple angles depends on the pose
Plant a C4 and see if it blows
Twelve in a dozen just give

far greater
The arch angel, the bar raiser
Luke Sky see Darth Vader past Star Wars and far placеs
Dodging bombs in catacombs, lost temple Indiana Jones

it was easy
Cause if I blow ima make sure I got the skills to please the
People thats listening
So it got me envisioning
Things I could accomplish
But

gimme rappers to slaughter on
I'll ride around and blow up your cypher like it was Alderaan
I'm on a mission to make disciples of fishermen
Audition

the money you blow
But you know what can't be bought is all the times that you know
That we had
That we had
That we had

Since way back
We played my tracks

Please excuse any pettiness
But sometimes I just gotta blow
Two faced gang
With Two faced gang
Two faced gang
Two faced gang
Shit needs to change
Two