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the history of rap they've never seen such prominence
Your naïve confidence gets crushed by my dominance (word up)
Now let's get back to this mic on my arm
But your fan base think you the old Cass'
Battle rap gem
(gym) liftin' the wrong weight to get
Ya body a whole cast
You done pulled up on the wrong
by and
Getting on it
That's the formula
Slowing up for no one go and warn em I'm just warming up
Sip a bit liquor with the ice still I'm
Hot headed
damn core
Work began to pay off at the age of 14
But on the national level was all where I was seen
Tried to step it up and played more 18's
Had early
Synapses flashing, process this Passion
Feels like hours, but it's only Just a fraction
Thoughts speed up, but your Body slows down
And Into your dreams
Free your body for me, yeah yeah
How you got it all in them jeans, yeah
I love it when your body on me, yeah
When you wine up your waist on me, yeah
so uptight
(You know it feels right)
If your energy, explodes all on me
We can just indulge in pleasure
Set our bodies free
Get lost in all
on your heart
We'll look at them together then we'll take them apart
Adding up the total of a love that's true
Multiply life by the power of two
You
body
Everybody
Own your body
Everybody, yooo
Oh I woke up happy
A dimple in each cheek
Free from the pressure of my past days
I'm in the moment let me
we're making love
Set your body free (free free)
When we touch the stars
Set your body free (free free)
Higher
Lighting up the sky like fire
Only
your nigga still drink Pinnacle
Bitch, your taste is pitiful
I talk cash shit, you ain't cash shit, call up Baby Choppa, Cash Kidd, and spend my cash,
Don't want a life of lies and pretence
Don't want to play at attack and defense
Just want my own life. I want to be free
So you can be you, and I
so hypnotized, I can't hardly see
If you ever want to need someone
I forever want to be the only one in your life
(I need your body) Oh, baby
(I
what's out there.
I don't know how it's done.
Just take me to your leader, son.
I see you've got the joy.
I've seen you live it, boy.
It's real, it's free
it down
Just wanna see you touch the ground
Don't be shy, girl, go bananza (hey, girl)
Shake ya body like a belly dancer
Yo, excuse me, beg your
me
Tripping slipping dipping
Into something different
So Beam me up scotty, outta my body.
Back to the future in my merkaba colored mazeradi
Come in
the fuck you live
I don't give a fuck what they say about ya
We gon' pull up on ya
We gon' see ya about ya
Now your body rotting
It's three bad guys in
homie) put your bezel up
(Ay) ain't nothin change
It's forever (Ante up)
I come with the medal up (Aw shit)
Right in VIP is where we'll settle up
I need
integrity (In that belt called creativity)
But it's not a black corpse, snuffed by a cold world, I keep warm
By burning dead bodies smelling the beats
and buy your publishin'
Aye look at him i own my publishin'
Then why you gettin' all worked up? I mean
If you broke and you own your publishin'
Well thanks
region in your body. Trying to isolate the area, physically squeeze up and in. Now release. What sensations arise? The First Chakra, The Root Chakra,
body
With my crew always on the move
Dead presidents follow behind me
Perks and molly or xanax
Got this weed blowing up my damn chest
100 miles
my name, they be showin' me (man, what?)
Hellcats, run up on that wide-body, his head stretched (yeah)
Clean gun, I take the switch off, put it in my
To harder
My mark is up there
But I'm living down here
Keepin it clean
I don't need to swear
To get a point acrossed
Forgotten
By some
Doesn't mean you are
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