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promote the mediocre
Settle for boring?
That shit was never in the outlook (Nope)
Feelin' restoring
We gonna fill the void and (Yea)
Take this shit by storm

selling books so I'm getting paid by the fucking Page

The center stage, I'm Callin out Mr. Johnny Cage
Punchin him in nuts to Puta end to his rave

I'm walking on this way paved by so many greats
Dax, Em, Cole who inspired me to write this text
Bitch I'll never stop climbing mountains, I'll never

thoughtless
So any problems that we had I just solved it
Speeding in the charger do a drive by
Bullets connect to his head like it's wifi
I put diamonds on my

Verse:
Valuable part of me went missing
Lost in the rain and I’ve started digging deeper
Drunk as shit but my mind’s still thinking
Strangled by

reality
No way to come back, I'm dressed in black because you are death
See you than, I'm sorry but if you can't love yourself
You can't love one men

So who you gonna call when
The airplane rolled up?
Supa Black Man, I'm a coked-up superhero!
Looking like a cross between
Tupac and Bob DeNiro
Like

the closet, now you about to make the bed
Your last encore was EH, now go back and bleach your head
B Rabbit ain't shit any more, go chill with cheddar Bob

would never be nothing
You deserve it all
In every single way
I'm gonna make sure my niggas get paid
Just remember what I say
I've been going up and you

Hmmmmmm
Oh Yeah!
I won't sit back and pretend
As time fly's by watching your big smile girl
Over and over again
What we been through
Both had ups

like shish ka Bob skewers

Me I'm looking for a girl who's skin newer,
In a world of sin you are stepping to a toilet tournament of sorts and I promise

And emptied out my student account
In the beginning I knew I’d make back a useless amount
The kinda numbers you wouldn’t count
And put on a frown
But the plan

fifteen on a Audi truck, ain't really want the scat
Bob the build her a Brazilian, then made her take it back
20 millimeter Cuban link, I wish you'd try

it's at
I spent fifteen on a Audi truck, ain't really want the scat
Bob the build her a Brazilian, then made her take it back
20 millimeter Cuban link, I

Bob about some redemption
I ain't need your attention I disappointed in the world and people you drank me out I'm faded and don't know how to find my

I woke up, stuck inside a simulation
Call it hocus pocus
Mystery mandated, from the ovalest of office
Post up with my back against wall
And I still

the boxes
Pulling on our purses
By grabbing at our hearts

I'll leave graffiti
On the wall behind the Regal
Picture of Bob Iger
Saying here lies all we loved

it's crazy how time flies
Cause even when I see you I just keep it pushing in the whip like I did a drive by
fuck the past I live in the present
I'll

Here's a break from those pesky blues
I say, grab a brew, grab a friend, sit back and relax
Well, the sun rays are shining through a cloud break

by myself cause I got me
There's some paper beside me that I ain't touch yet
Material girl, this material world
Diamond glitters and them pearls
That's

Red eyes but a nigga aint a smoker though
Long nose on the barrel that's Pinocchio
Beat got you leaning back like the rope a dope
All my niggas sippin'

African
Akebulan, X God you be African

Acting black
I've come too far now to be turning  back
Walter Rodney
I'm the spook who sat by the door
While you ran

it be niggas like you
Taking off prematurely surely back in them early days
I thought the shit would be easy that's where my journey strayed
Be

Of Those Feelings, Bob And Weave It, Uh 

Yeah I Want A Lot Of Love But I Don’t Need It, Uh, Baby I Don’t Need It, Uh 



Bitch I’m In This Shit With My