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ordained we call him brother minister 
Wont start nothing but dont think he wont finish ya
Injury ya leave you identified by your dentals 
But still speak

to get up out my residential
cnd by the way, I've got a flow that's hicki-Heaven-sent, yo
But never dental, so bite down, but you'll get more than you can

kosher
I reminisce with bliss of when we were closer
cnd wake up to be greeted by an argument again
You act like a hen
So immature I try to concentrate

boasting all about, if you didn't earn it? 
they boasting it all out loud proud
cuz they all wanna be loved by the crowd
they steady fronting but they never

regret if you're chosen
By the demons devoted to try to keep your emotions
As unstable as possible try to seek you and grow with you
Believe your opponent

you gunning for a sword fight
In the gutter gotta keep a sticky-sticky close by
Jitas will forever be gunning for your life
I be just chilling

terminator
My brains can hurt a nigga
Use them red lightly
Lyrically burn a nigga
Cause im gettin you by wetting you
I'm telling you bust rounds like

bout' nigga scram
Nigga hollin' on the ground Might catch her up and then I face him

Two grinds and wrote this album Baby Joe, make him eat his maker

Fuck what a bitch nigga think you gotta deal with that
Go buy a dress
Trill ain't never sold my soul I can live with that
All by myself
The highest light

freak out
My last album dropped to deep south
Why does no one like my shit? wow
Ya'll just tryna fuck with me now but the bad guy's back with a beat down

even if I died last I’d be survived by nothing but class

They knew my vision was the future From way back in da past I left them to laugh and hate while

kręta jest ta ścieżka
Jednak wiem że coś się zmieni
Bo po to stąpam po tej Ziemi

Chłopaki nie płaczą gdy płacą za błędy
Niosę bagaże ten album jest

zerwał
By być dziadkiem dziś się śmieje tylko po to ponoć przetrwał

Ja się cieszę i to bardzo o życiowym memento rym
Moja córcia jego wnusia napędowym

genre like a prisoner's cage

But here's the mistake, we all be bound by fate
The concept of hiphop being pure is intrinsically ridiculous 
Superficial,

down, down, down, down
Twice the pride, double the fall

How can a messenger of God
Become unflawed
Perfected by affiliation
Pride is nurtured under

How You Want It

Big Mike

Hard to Hit

1999

break up the pieces and does the best decide
Hit ya with that pesticide
I keep ya man, ya milli' - legacy loaded by my side
I'm killin' these wise guys

up on the same smoke. 

This cut of the beat’s delicious, watch me end up on the same note 

Hey y’all

Thank you for listening to this album

I know

Verse 2: CJ Fly
It's the Pro Era movement, name a chick who ain't with it
The biggest bigots biggin' up the illest by just listening
I'm lane switching,

hold it no more
Gonna write it all down
Single songs to a album
A little chaotic may sound
Most of the time I'm a loner
But imma spit out further than

It's not gonna reach down help me out this hole 
Didn't take me long to know
From the late nights spent 
Sitting by that bed
From the hours spent running

and come right back
Yeah just like that

I'm the only person with the cure to my insanity
The voices in my head be talking shit
Because they mad at me
I'm

a single album now everybody knows us
Sipping on boba never watching Roma
Replacing my Mercedes that got taken by the tow truck

Yeah bitch, the next drinks

I'm different cause I say what I want
I'm blunt and shit 
If there's a cure for this
I don't need it, and I don't want it 
I'm wild, loud, and rumble

killing the game, and lately I've felt inadequate
So I took hip hop by the throat so I can have my own stab at it
I wish before sleep I could think about