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Verse 1-
Summer heat out on the street
Drive up slow can’t let ‘em know
Where you’re at watch your back
And keep it tight in this city tonight

lyricist, lyricist of the year, huh
Lyricist, lyricist

Keep your trophies and your medals (Lyricist of the year, huh)
I'm metal gear solid on instrumentals

fear
Just open ur arms up time to kick it in gear
Hope you're listening clear
You can take this as a lesson in love
Or a blessing or a message that was

about
Locking us down
We in a social drought
Mental space is loaded now
How do I control it now
I just slow it down
Mixing up my potions now
The ones that

be soaking up the rays, chillin'
It's so rare these days, but ain't really
Nothin' like my city, why? Because it's my city
The forecast will never get

everything on your wishlist 
How did I end up on your shitlist 
I guess I should’ve seen more clear…ly 

P..C
You left me standing all alone 
Under wilted

hopes up and then
The glass ceiling will shatter you
We really had cards when
You was playing solitaire
I really had a yard when you
Was trapping

gears I'm lane switchin'
These rappers stay snitchin'
69 of em paid bitches

All they wanna do is talk, talk
But these pussies never walk, walk
Like

a body suit of flesh
I think it just might fit her

Ah yeah
I'm not opposed to love
But every time I fall in love
My heart gets eaten up so guess what
I

switching gears new year
And a new wave
Black hoodie on like I'm Luke Cage
Bulletproof rap is where it's at
Cause a Fiasco like Lupe in my brown leather
I

I can tell you're trying not
To open your eyes but the sun is too bright
Come,  give up and move on
Leave that city and drive to nowhere
I followed

rappers clumsy and phoney
I'm with my own team and this is home, see
Yes bitch I keep it hostile
When I clutch kick
I blackout when I bang gears and I love

Still a put the butter pon the bread
And proud of it

The crackers weh me live pon
Never tough like I life
The little gear a shift, when mi a boop

the fuck you mean these niggas
Mad because they fell through
What'd I try to tell you
These niggas need some help fool
Pull up talking shit, like I always do

rate
Wack MCs who replicate
Every trace of Esoteric found up
In their record crate
I devastate, homosapian metabolism
Like human catacalysm inbreded
With

BHEED THI PAR KIYA NI COP FEED  
BAAWE GEAR DOWN KRA CROSS KARI TOP SPEED

AANKHO ME KHUF THA JAB HUA TABHI REALIZE
ZUBAAN SE APNA PAN AUR DIL SE BOLE

is the only
Light that ever shine
I am a gear in the machine
The light lights up my rusted brain

I am the reverse of Christ i am horrible
I am

you're a trophy I'll lift you up but don't forget I'm the centrepiece
Big doe I made off music my God is blessing me
Had to practice stillness he whispered

of the future then to the past
Dusting off my path, I laugh before I crash
The cash doesn't rule when I grab my mask
Moving fast, 7th gear with a mic in my dash

a new bitch
Fuck on her all day but don’t kiss
Then stuff her like chicken from Ruth’s Chris
None of my bankrolls fit
None of my gear is fake
All of my

Gears grinding
Wheels are turning
Freed of the pain
We are the ones in charge here
We rule the world
But when it shows up
All comes to a full stop

Come where the best ride
Nuthin but the best
Buyin new gear, strictly Levi's Polo and Guess
Living life as good
cs we could
cnything given to me I'm gon'

this gear
every Sunday but
You gotta see how I look Monday" -
But for now I keep on making you bounce
cnd make sure something in my checking accounts
c

We met up in school thinking how could I
 Have ended being such a lucky guy
To stroll around smiling showing everybody she's with me
Its a big night