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revealing the facts, Y’all sum bag boys but me, I got niggaz with packs, I know goofys get to shooting over lyrics, that’s wack, If they learn to b kings, we

Four-by-four, but it's fast and furious
I ain't never gotta build a line again thanks to my supporters
Who would've thought when I was sittin' in court
That I

one
You're not alone
I'll stand by you
Try not to cry little one
My heart is your stone
I'll throw with you

Isam:
‘Ayn Jalut where David slew Goliath

you're doomed *breath* no one will be spared
By my pen I named Charlotte, cuz she woos with flair
Sends you back to square one when you're done, it's

don't touch the crown
By the way, that's Uncle Brown
A gyal dem a run me down, cuh
Ayy, look Stormz this is soul baby
The kind of soul that gave
Stella

To any of my fans
Thank you for rocking with me all these years
I appreciate it
But sometimes this, this music, these lyrics
They get too real, they

Hit 'em Again

The 7A3

Coolin' in Cali

1988

by the gossip stated
Instead we'll strive and let it motivate us

'Cause we are brothers, don't try to diss
The 3 will get evil and then commit

and concentrate on my life
My right side is kinda vile, tryna mess with my mind
He goes by the name of Moon Shine, he comes out at night
He says, there ain't no

was thinking of dipping restriction and
I wanted to drop out and work my shifts in this curriculum
By the end of Year 10, all I needed was the simple

tryna flex and let everybody know I'm Satan
Flowing crazy, every time I write a rap you know I slay them
With my arsenal of lyric weapons, grab the bars

do
You saying no one's iller? Well Sun Light's the illest too
And if you claiming that statement you must provide the lyric proof
Everybody tryna start

was greedy for fame like Hansel and Gretel
So you can call me Jeremy Renner, by the way that I'm shooting my shot in this game
Got the eye of a hawk

rang you scattering victims we battering
Your whole body shattering welcome to the gathering
Yea the belt is for the champion melted adamantium
Welded by

Mama Said Knock You Out

Apolitiq

Operation Beatbox

1996

Listen to the bass go boom 
Explosions, overpowerin' 
Over the competition I'm towerin' 
Wrecking shop when I write these lyrics 
that'll make you call

will be rearranged
Ready from the introduction
Lyrics laced with seduction

You know just what to do 
With all those sneak previews
Into some touching

before I do
cn instant classic by none other than Maimouna Youssef
Dig the lyrics jack, she's dropping some knowledge and making you feel good too
c little

a young nigga game
See they kissing ass what you done for the fame
Nigga's selling souls spending funds on a chain
Just to get robbed by them guns that they

Know
Any time I flow
I've gotta be the best in the show
If you don't know, I say Boy Better Know

I know you wrote that lyric for me and Jme
So don't

miles no Morales
Just trying to get to one billie no Eilish
Lyrics so stylish but I just be dumbin' down shit when I write it
Cos half of y'all can't read

they'll say "oh shit!" But by then it's been too late
Cuz I cut their tongues off and silenced 'em with tape
For these raps I'm a psychopath, I'm out

to do my shit and be done
Write lyrics, fool around a ton
In fright I rule by the rule of thumb
It's so cruel, it ain't right, it ain't fun
I got no money

the carotid
My numbers climbin' for miles no Morales
Just trying to get to one billie no Eilish

Lyrics so stylish but I just be dumbin' down shit when I write

to a store buy a watch for the team
Look at my lyrics and watch what they mean
Splash on these bitches no aquamarine
All of these bitches, they wanna be me