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over
Y'all trynna picket the fence
I made my own tickets to dance
Why would I sit in the stands
Rather be on the field hitting the stance
Like it's

stripes he take a Nigga lung out
Who can fuck the fastest bad bitch with her bun out
Laying in a mattress with ya momma all sprung out
Spit inside ya casket

Blue jeans, white shirt
Walked into the room you know you made my eyes burn
It was like, James Dean, for sure
You're so fresh to death and sick

and couldn't stimulate her
They see what they wanna see, I see what's in front of me
But always look em dead in my eye it's hard to stomach me
I'm James Harden,

really not far away to reach
Some of ya'll been brainwashed without using that bleach
James and the giant peach you're living in my world
Imagination

I lead she follows me like I won the lottery
Change from Champ to 'Bron James call me number 23

Founded in the 90's, soul so 70's
If I was alive back

okwuru
Adighi agbagha gi okwu
Omere nke okwuru oooh

That today eeeeh........ By thy power all the locked doors are open in Jesus Name Amen

  Chorus
Omere

business, and I'm Af-rican
I travel city to city like I remain pimping
The people in my hometown saying that they miss me
I travel like James Harden

capping couple forties in the cabin
All of my demons be spazzing turned up they savage you don't wanna meet my assassins
Niggas crossed over now they

the memo we coming in
I don't gotta pick hoes they coming in bunches
I'm smoking on indoor outside of the dungeon
Just tell em to send more I buy by

up in my room, making midnight beats 
Hoping one day I'll be selling out seats over seas 
And dating a Kardashian, flexin like Yeezy

Living in

I apologize for marching my muddy waters feet
on your pasty pat boone carpet, but my steps have been
made dusty from dancing in the dirt of the Delta

lil' wasteman I gotta be blunt
Watch how you move, wins over lessons what I got to lose
Jus called up the Huncho, he carry the woods, not by ones, by

recording
GMC taking over nigga this the warning


(Yeah)
The next nigga on the mic 
(Yup)
Goes by the name of King Gedo
(It's King)
He really needs no

mostly by telling stories but
sadly this style don't pay the bills
lets talk about how i could be
one of the few rappers holding it down still
in a time

I look a man in his eye, give'em a firm shake
And from that alone see I can tell the real from the fake
I look a man in his eye, give'em a firm shake

the badge now
Money by the Pallet my dude shoutout to Ash town
6-0'n this hoe and he's throwin in the damn towel
Thought he had a counter, I wiped it out with

I'm not that kind of guy you trash talk at nationals
I'm not that kind of guy you go hand to hand'in with
I'm that kind of guy to feed you

clay cuz that's where the cash is
Dodging like the matrix when bullshit starts to blastin
Stressin over shit til you endin up in caskets
Never doubt me

might say I'm addicted, but me
I'm truly lifted
Stoned so loud, you can hear me in the crowd
Smoking girl scout, sour by the ounce
Mary never cheat me

Nations for treasons and
Conquer their regions
Smash in their kingdoms and
Stomp on their leaders
Four figures of killers that's
Haunted by demons
Attacked

But I'm Rick James
Got feet on ya sofa

Young wild nigga
In the school on that bullshit
Born in the gutter
Man the block is the pulpit
Ice on him
Got

skrtn’ on a hater like yerrrrrm)
Im Rick James, b*tch I go by six names
Y’all treat it like the sh*t strange, but I’m OG like my kick game
Look, y’all can

cocky till gun a gun cocking
Thats enough watching from the sidelines, peeking my eye by
All I knew i had to jump in, I'll be a nice guy
Three albums in I