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ever needed was for me to go to distance Still got a lot to go Take it minute by minute Turn my wants into goals I don't know what a wish is And I don't
could tap into when I activate I immediately devastate You couldn't calibrate me all you can do is estimate I needed to take a break from the hits
was propositioned by my opposition To dial it back they don't like competition As if I took away they pot to piss in Like they albums I forgot to listen
you, baby" It's life experience written down on paper and then made into albums You know what I mean, it's like every rapper is a prophet to me And not
Just tap into the stream of consciousness Just a stream Gets me out of it every time Stream Set, better and better I get Never been second to threats
up right into you ear When you hear the shit That's coming soon Ouuu You lose your shit Get fucking loose Ouuu Tell me, what's the story What's
Papi told me I was green I had to shape up So you can call this me getting my weight up Spit it off the dome Inkless No paper Brain moving faster
Your writtens don't touch two of My breaths between my tune up You sit in level glue stuck in flows froze like Medusa So cold with the tool you
to mention, maybe cause my swag is different Nothing means nothing Nothing means nothing Nothing means nothing, what do you mean by that More I'm talking about
fingers up. I guess this is the fuck you with me, Yo, burn rubber and skirt by Flirt with death live with mother nature and dirt grind The saying goes
Do you believe? It's about bringing these visions Into fruition Listen I'm sitting in the crib dreaming About lear jets and coupes While watching
up with friends that's a party You know I got this on lock-down I'ma pull up with my Glock, now And by Glock I mean a nerf, gun And you know that we be
I’m satans twin Or Jason with chainsaw blades again I fucking blew the Minds of all of the students With all my spewed shit You could see I’m pissed by
There's an old violin That rests beneath my chin Worn out by the minor key And the music keeps playing When you come around But there is no sound
Behind closed doors with his cohorts speaking with certainty And most certainly, I am a hypocrite Why you think I wrote "The First" on my first album are
hours through... I turn my minutes of wishing into paper dollars true,... So you don't make reputations... That something follow you... Twilight
First and foremost, I want to start this off by saying thank you to all my fellow listeners And anybody that's been supporting me throughout my
things We all kings, turn Vegas into New Orleans Get cash money with no limit, man we talk green Woman eavesdrop but sweaty you need not You can join
We ain't trade no vows 'fore we was intimate I was only went down your blouse cause you was into it Don't go thinking now I'm your spouse cause I'm
of Respected a nigga when you had a chance Haters, been making me into a punk trying to figure me weak Better get ready, fore' them put zip-locs And a whole
rappers! When they see that cold-guy Roll by, they like, "Oh my!" "Prof, when the album drop? " Tell 'em to hold tight Eh, don't you know I got the studio
doubt you do, I'm down to drop My album soon that's bound to Flop then down a few And Mounty Bop around the room without a top I'm out of tune and out
nigga roll up Swisher sweets I break them down Then my nigga roll up You know it, and you know we potient By the way we floatin, From The dro im smokin,
love turns into the stars in the sky Frozen in the albums In the twinkling of an eye Belongs to U&I
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