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offended by this, but that's the market y'all missed
That's the target I'll hit
And that's the heart of my pitch
I wanna do this whole thing different
What
getting pass-ons, be by-gones
Nevertheless is definitely hit and hits are what we strive on
We feel this way every single day all day
So make way
Was
Move, we don't lose
Second place ain't my groove
Play to win even if I played the fool
How could I break 'em, I made the rules
Got tools, big fish,
Hi, at this moment I recommend to you use headphones for the rest of the album
If you speak English leave your left headphone on
If you speak Spanish
or two grand to
Be split three ways in those days
That was as much "success"
As we thought possible
The earliest performances on this album
Are brought
Bullets spraying' down so fast and I'm waiting for a bitch to pull up on me so I can snap
Bells are ringing, shots are flinging
Hands are swinging, my bars
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
4
This album was made by me only
There is some couple of genres
Well entering my energy with different vibes
There is 15 tracks on this album
If
words are found
Let it be known that God's penmanship has been signed
With a language called love
That's why my breath is felt by the death
And while
delicious west coast flavor
Shout out to everyone who made beats for this album:
Florency
Kiyoto
Fantom
Hannibal Watts
Prod. Robbie
AYOCXRN
Ashton McCreight
trains
Before all this pain we all wuz kangz
By the way
Married couples that use the one same
Facebook page are all like Krang
Every gay little page
it's fucked up I had to lose an eye to see shit clearly
Aw man, I made it
I made it
And everyone gets to hear my story
I made it
But don't try this
because I was like
This is gonna make great stand up material
At some point
They're kinda silly aren't they
Many of them are very silly
Some of them are
know Jay would never put your album out without none
And dog, you know how come
Labels are archaic, formulaic with their outcomes
They don't know,
sure this album portrayed that exactly
The things I say on this record are not meant to be taken by ear - I wanted you to Actually share some
Heaven
Heaven knows that I've made my mistakes
That God, what a guy as I say my grace
Who would of thought by making birds migrate
For the winter I be
I've been saying I'm the greatest while low-key hanging it up
Can't tell if it's depression or me just not giving a fuck
Album's been done for a year
to follow rules
I had Arone engineer you know my vocals clean
Just the belief in me, made me write hopeful things
Dre my brother since kids now he my A&R
and gentlemen
This is not the album
This the album before the album
Gotta set the stage
Know what I’m talking ‘bout?
If you end up f***ing with this one
You
Still fightin paranoia
Anxiety at an all time high
Better days that I'm pushin for
Are what help me get by
Sheez still roll brown haze by
discuss statements that's made on this tape
And its whole origin of the music that we all know and love
The music that we all enjoy, the music you accuse
More than the average bear that’ll roam around in the forest
You hit it off with Drea that jealousy was euphoric
That month I made an album and no one
Mainly what I write is for
The average New Yorker
Some emcees be talking and talking
Trying to show how black people are walking
But I don't walk this way
ain't released it so they could not love it
So I finally thought I would rise above this
I said "okay well guys I ain't stuntin,
I'll release an album
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