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do no talkin
Please ask your man who run the city we they roll models
He got flipped with two drakes, check the autopsy
Wit my EBK niggas, make

he run my funds accountable
So I told him inside lord, with this shit missing you accountable
Drake stick that I tore out, that I caught a bitch

steppin' through a time zone

The air raced by, there was no sound
We drifted high above the ground
And then he said, "You know this place"
And then a smile

Passing by enemy in a second
Bringing up my level tough you a lesson
You're too slow i'm quick i'm fast
Keeping all my skill up there on the dash
See

Laying a proper ground work's essential to go
From Public Enemy to Tribe Called Quest
To Jay-Z, Diddy, Pharrell, Drake, or Kanye West
To where our world

Shout out Mos Def, all day

See Imma strictly go into a different
Type of zone on this microphone
They call me L-O-G-IC, I'm here up in the BBC
I got

Shake up your head cause my mind hasn't been on straight
And now I feel like drake
Not in that kinda way
Certified lover boy but I feel kinda plain

capacity is spacious
I'm so far gone worse than Drake is
That spaceships can't get near where my face is
And everything I say is, a bomb attack to get you

to living water
Obliterate the devils purpose
Ok
I'm really in a different zone now
Resurrected my passion of rapping
I'm back!
Snapping rapidly like two Mac

Yeah
Renaissance dog on my wall, bon-a-Lisa
Drake and 21 on a song as a feature
Didn't pay a cent, they did it pro bono
That's enough bone jokes,

I'm going Zone to Zone
Going Zone for Zone
Guaranteed to bring it home like
Always on my Grind
Always on my Shine like
You can hit my line like

You

the Earth’ left by my speech
Left the underground exposed, but my heroes ain’t just J. Medeiros
But you wanna see me burn Drake by the stake, nah I’m straight

it southwest homegrown
From the get-go
These memories of dirt roads
Are dreams that I won't let go
Dreams that I won't let go, uh
  
I'm in my zone
I'm

Workshop of the Telescopes

Blue Öyster Cult

Blue Öyster Cult

1972

drake, and the power that was undone
Rise to claim Saturn, ring and sky
By those who see with their eyes closed
you'll know me by my black telescope

me and my boss no worries at all
Listening to Aston Martin Music Music

[Hook - Drake]
Would have came back for you
I just needed time to do what I had

rank
I pour my heart in my drink
And these bitches is all on the chain

She ask if that drake really sing
I said which one we talking bout bae?
She ask

zone
Boss Niggaz in my zone
Bad bitches in my zone
Ain't nobody call my phone
I gat money in my zone
Boss Niggaz in my zone
Bad bitches in my zone
Ain't

work
Don't you know by now that it's movement first
Cause we really out here tryna kill every curse
And let's start with the one that Drake made first

secret, man
I love my city
I love it, I love it
I love it, I love it

I feel like Drake in oh-nine, when he was so far gone
Yelling Houstatlantavegas, by

you nowhere

Shit just crazy you know 

I could tell by your eyes that you won't ride 
Call my phone let it ring a couple more times
Too high for this

destruction?)
(Suck yuh mada)
Fuck Drake, fuck the 6ix
We ain't with that shit
We ain't with that shit, we ain't with that shit
Fuck Drake, fuck the 6ix
We ain't

never folds
I take by example of course
Aye aye
My mind feels vacant right
Thanks to liq that I sip in the dead of night
It's a trip still I live like it

Cut the lights down
Cut the music up under my zone
(WOUHW)
BlockEnt 

(Chorus ) 
Shawty imma only tell you this once you tha baddest ( babadadado)

Welcome to my slaughterhouse I'm in my get paper zone
I just want that Sara Lee, Butternut, Nature's Own
I just want the stacks of bread wit rubber bands