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PLEASE give it back; you ain't gettin' the ball
You'll slip in a stall and hit your fucking dick when you fall
Because you couldn't get no bitches, broke

yourself the realest of them all
You're as fake as cinderella at the ball
Stumbling over your feet
Trying to step to me
Taking a slipper to match up

king
My whole life
Since 15
I've toast mics
But no dice on being a millionaire
At 25
A nigga rhymed out of his mind
But never would sign to a local tho

Dark Riders

Swollen Members

Droppen the Bomb

angel
Bent on performance in the symbol of our label
It's simple, the cradle to the grave and so fourth
You've heard other speaches by those breaching

taking my traits
She suck my balls then I bust on her face
They say they love you but really they hate
Fuck your decisions no time for mistakes
These

with no homes
For those raised up by fathers who broke bones
Save your breath, I can judge myself
I find real strength when I ask for help
Fuck your

jam, only gonna choke slam
Go ham no plan programme so damn
Hot when I'm spitting it: peri-peri
Spicy rhymes giving you Delhi belly
All of my lyrics be

know bout it?





Verse 1



I had a dream I  went broke 

I had to wake up and ball

Some niggas wake up and hate

These hoes don't wait for my call

I

auf Stand-by
Entweder schlaf' ich ruhig am Ende
Oder hab' Blut in den Händen so wie beim Blood-Gangsign
Das heißt, ich würd' für Hip Hop sogar auf 'nem

Are You Still Alone

Play N Skillz

The Process [Clean] [Reissue]

2005

the man, I had a different plan
For me and you to follow, a runway model
With a self made balla
But you was caught up with your lil' man a simple life

You

Wik Da God, you feel me? (You feel me?)
Wik Da God, uh
Uh, uh

Hit 'em with the scripture
Riddle it to 'em simple so they get the picture
Still

A wise man gave me a strategy
I listen up because I know the man is not a fool
The strategy he gave me was to branch out
A simple strategy for my

Plowing all day, hard work is in my soul
And we all pray at night that we will get by
Just another story of my backroads life

A simple man raised up

mastered
Armed with the arsenic pen for the
Men that wanna beg friend
Or pretend it is them that
Stand what I stand for
Step in the ring get banged by

nigga from the south
Especially if I fuck around and put golds in my mouth
These words I speak are simple but they don't understand
Practice what you

Oasis

Ugly Duckling

Journey To Anywhere

2000

a pattern around Saturn, so watch the rings
Then follow the flight plan to Andromeda's wings
Point your kaleidoscope at the balance expanse
Never any bending

eyes im riding

Nights like this I really miss
Colt 45s me and my niggaz
Plans of being rich
Smoke coke lines
We high as shht
Off an 8 ball known

Yeah uh
Okay uh
Yeah let me uh
I don't know I don't know I don't know

Used to call them dreams when I was a kid (Dream)
Now I want to achieve by all

Thankfully got past those days, yeah i'm off it
And just in time cause they got no plans to stop it
More low hanging fruit today than ever was
If you think

I Spy

Krept & Konan

I Spy

about typing or doing no diss (no, I don't)
Don't be fooled by the shit they do in their vid's
Harvey Nicks, I'm doing a quid
Probably wear that shit

black man 
Kissed by the sun tans 
Black panther party ray bans 
Don’t shake hand with fake man
Or forsake hand 
Of saved man 
Blesseed child 
White plans

by yourself and you miss me so crazy
Tried cell, no help
And the distance is crazy
Love burned, mind whirled
Then the voices said test me
It kinda

perfect for the sauté
Finna line em up, like a Sque3ezecuts bald fade

Working on a master plan, word to cousin Julie
Keep the fits clean stay simple with

I've been tending
Too full proof plan I am sending
Don't touch me
Don't tell me what I need
I don't compete
Claim my spot to take my seat
No matter what