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and Chronic stood as basically all that I would
Ever listen to and when I bought my first Onxy album, I started bumpin' them
Naught By Nature, Mobb Deep

intergalactic traveler
What the fuck you smoking, that you think I'm joking huh
Best back off don't provoke me, imma hold my heart
Feel the pain, go insane, my

again
This really came from soul I really made it within
This really came from my heart this the makeup of Penn
I used to think the outfits prolly help me

skladieb o nás by som kľudne mohol spraviť album
Nemám čas strácať čas, teraz si na ťahu ty
Svet stráca farbu, Chrome Hearts, povrch srdca antikórový

a centrefold
Buying like she export
In the lounge drinking French port
But that’s my heart y’all get extorted by weird hoes
Bunch of cornballs hiding behind

release mp3s
Beats in my chest
Feeling like mpcs
Cardiac arrest
Heart won't give sleep
Walk how I walk then I talk
Never opposite
Spark up the truth
Always

he is?
Kevin Crowley?  Marshall Mathers of the future?
I wish to shake his hand one day and tell Eminem
That his second album single-handedly

Verse


They don’t know 
The rules

Bad bitches lit 
Be by
The pool

Now they up 
In the room

Smoking gas

Hiding 
The fume
Wit perfume 

I need yo

(Verse 1)
Long time been away (aye)
My mind in a cage (hey)
My spirit in a daze (oh)
My heart in a rage (whoa)

Never mind anyways (okay)
Better

years will take me
Till death do me part I know i brought heart
Don't tell me I'll Never be famous
He always walks the crowded halls
And is blinded by

done but we rolling it out in 2024
My first album made by brothers I met in year 7
What the fuck man
How is this all not already written
It's 6:19 right

(Mason)

Picture this, little Fred out there really hittin' licks
By 15 he's locked in jail but no one didn't visit him
It's cool though, 'cause

With Al Capone lips
I'm not trying to catch a case
For these soft hearted tricks

Soft hearts ain't worth the price
Of hard time or a full clip
I ain't

bastard
The streets were my father
Hard headed and stubborn, hate to take orders
Fucked by scholarships
Flushed down the toilet
Hurt me to my heart so
I'm

spend that shit
Invest it in some real estate
Put the money offshore
Sneak it out the back door
Meet me at the drugstore
Two albums dropped
Guess that was

immortalized
A legend to be analyzed
I wanna be like all that
But in my heart I feel flat
But fuck that shit 'cause in fact
I'm my own worst critic to be exact

So you tryna get some attention by cussing and eating a fucking cockroach?
And Goblin, you get no props on it
It sucks so much I get blowjobs from it

hold on by a thread
I know that I'm dynamic like I'm known to get ahead
Of myself when I try not to fall apart
Kind of like the time I saw the ditch

if you need me
My heart in tact my mind clear I’m glad I’m breathing
I had to thank myself for where I am I did the teachings
Booing got my toes in

son
Let me tell these niggas something, God
I don't want niggas sounding like
Me on no album
Keep it real, get your own shit, man
And be original
"Word

Close to your heart like a necklace
In private events, Kevin Liles and John Gotti
Trey Songz and even Trey’s mom what a party
This the life that I’m livin

of the phrase paid dues 
And if you wanna emcee, you better study the craft 
Or you might get cut up and laughed at by some guys that kinda hate you 
Now I ain't

duvidas, right?
É gente como tu que da minha vida sai
E minha simpatia cai, beijo para a minha mãe
Who's always by my side, como Jurema e Tamires
Escuta

to say
I've got albums to drop and mistakes to make
I've got hearts to break and I've got love to give
I guess what I'm saying is I just gotta live and I'm