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Do my dirt all by my lonely
All my bitches know we homies
If I pull up wit my bitch hoes better act like they don't know me
All my side bitches in

We're sacrificing our kids
Because we're brainwashed
By the Alien government
We don't want to get sick
Racists make a profit
They created currency
You

stop me even with a red light
You a fucking lame
What a fucking shame
On my cardio how the way I run the game
Niggas love to brag but they never won

smothered in cum like jelly ate limb by limb
The Devil's ready to sing his hymn
Just as I stop to cry
Wishing I'd die
He looks me in my eye
Seem to be

the mission lost
I serve premium raps i never double fault
Mind like a vault
I got yesterday today and forever in my endeavors
The game is good I'm just making

And I go by SY (Urban Squad gang gang)
X

I Lost my cuzzin 2muchh a year later after Tok
I'm f*cked up
Cant remember the last time we spoke
Waiting

aim

Momma she know I want out of the game 
It ain't nothing good hearing my name
I can see all the tears in her face 
I'm just tryna step over to fame

Jojo
Look how I juke
I be shopping at Soho
Diamonds on my head piece, bitch I need head please
Vvs in the plenty
Red flags at 6 Flags, I get the big

motion so they think we going the other way
Tackled at the line 3rd and 5, no gain on the play
Run away from 5 he been live blitzing the whole game

pound
Man down
Somebody just lost a life now
Yikes
We get it poppin
Watch Ya back
Cuz we plotting
Run red lights
We ain't stopping
You a sidekick like

LA but fuckin niggas thats from Texas
The lone star, I be chillin where the greats are
I’m in demand but my mufuckin rates high

I be chillin by

You think you a star
Till you get sonned 
By a brotha who is shining hard 
Give you signs like tarot man just pick a card
I'm an ace compared to all

more brothas wit him
Wit out girl's night ain't this some shit 
If she don't recognize the game they can kiss this shit
They introduced theyselves one

the gang in tact 
Yea  tryna turn a penny to a rack, gotta flip the rack til it’s plenty nigga now I don’t have 
Any  when I wage war like Iraq you gon see

Sotek, zili, zili Sotek!
Invoke it, the rite that is godsent
Present the ascent of the serpent!

cll smelly Xa-Kota bear witness
Our War God swats away

Put 2 in his legs
I’m on a pill that’s red
Feel like the one who choosen
By the way hoes been giving me head
...Damn near leaving me dead

Damn there

The wicked games that people play
The wars the greed they waste away
It's sad (it's sad)
It's sad

So let's spread the word across the land
Yeah one by

ain't playing no games

Got them crocodile slippers
I swear I feel chipper
I don't got no filter
I let my nuts hang

Freestyle on a nigga
I don't need

breaking necks like it's whiplash
Nigga that's the truth, only spit facts
Fuck the game up, get the bag, give the bitch back
I ain't never lost at no game

think now I'm a addict
Cause I stay high like living in a an addict
Look, I can fly ain't worried bout traffic
I can get by with or without you present

remember

It's a Summer Breeze so I don't know
Nann nigga, and I ain't fuckin wit' no hoes
By myself I'll smoke a whole box-of-cigarillos 
And I'll probably

scary
Too many watchers controlling the game and I'm Nervous for nothing, I won't let them bury me

Won't let them bury me cause, baby you're all that I

think i'm sticks and stones the way that i'm on fire man
I got hoes in Michigan, Michelin, like the tire man
Said she tryna tongue me down, i'll swing by

going to war with each other
Right, okay
And the truth be told, don't nobody wanna fight nobody in this rap game
'Cause 98% of these dudes is cowards