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diamonds killed my ancestors
I drop jewels and hope it manifests
Then I hear these fuck boys talking ‘bout who’s better dressed
Why your favorite rapper

shits, at like forty-seven cops
Call me Doc D, get on my dick, you carbon copy
I just illegally downloaded the Kid Cudi album (great scott)
And got

and her boys I'm on my D-Rose
Working with the grit and the poise bitch I am the goat
Listen to the shit and the noise some of it's heat tho
They always

his daddy name was Blunt (uh)
Got hooked on the stones (uh), rehabbed for a month (uh)
By the time that I was five, my mama was traumatized
'Cause

a yard

'Cos see, he the type of cat that be thinkin' he hard

I told him if he gonna come, he got to come by eight

But Hud don't never listen what I say

Yeah, man, it's your boy J stalin
Man, you feel me
I'm just sittin' here lookin'
At this photo album, man
I got a lot of niggas that ain't here no

Patrolled
And controlled by a state that's de facto cause we're de jure off the Petron
These wack boys possess no bars that we hold
And they have no record

ngam' askiyi Pap and Vleis boss
You wanna be Ray Charles
To the fact that I still managed
To make niggas with no albums
With descent amount of cake dawg

so cautiously
R.I.P to the soldiers resting in peace
Got the world on my shoulder the rest is on me
Sometimes I feel like Akon when I rode by my lonely

When I drop my album I'll be doing numbers all spring
You rappers might be Catholic, but you boys could never cross me, uh
(Breath) proceed with caution,

I never let you down' flow
The system see a man grow since
I was a man boy
Snow fall, bad choice after bad choice
I used to call in from the
Station

Rude, crude, what’s up, dude?
It’s a celebration of one great nation
Grievance, complaint,  we know… what you ain’t
Gas light, firelight, buckle up

Jisses boy, if I see him I'll throw down like it's UFC
Bru I'll buckle his fucking fray

Voor die gym voor dit oopmaak met 'n Protein shake
Twee ure op die

well.
Which only led me to more heartbreak as I though about all the fights
That have been started by two sides and neither one of them was truly wrong

never change never stop
I'll never ever flop
Dropping flame after flame til my album get dropped
And I know them niggas watch
Like a clock know I'm hot

everyday
I hope this feeling will soon fade away
I'll walk through life step by step
Cause I make my life come through on the web
Through on the web
Through

'll talk 'bout mine
When I'm fucking with the scramblers
I'm on cloud nine
Yeah, you disrespectful then it
Stomp out time batty Boy covered in a
Fuckin'

Aye bro, finally!
Welcome to the album, Listen Hard Or Disregard
(I'm still drunk) Facts, and we're on our way (Yuh!)

Smoke said the folks throwing

you spit but don't cap
I made another dollar just by writing this verse
I know you playing the blame game, I'm bringing my name fame, you lame
'Cause

the headrest so the piranhas is
Swimming past when Cass comes spinnin past
You know I'm going slow
But my rims is spinning fast
I'm in a class by my self, you

in the headrest so the piranhas is
Swimming past when Cass comes spinnin past
You know I'm going slow
But my rims is spinning fast
I'm in a class by my

Ayy, this that chi-town shit, ayy, ayy, ayy, JD
I'm on with no feature
Drive by in a Beamer
He gon learn a lesson, I guess I'm his teacher
He tough

boys out the window of a lamb
Ya'll some pussy motherfuckers and you know just who I am
And you're probably fucking praying that my chamber jams
Only

it, just get a better tactic
Everything's been done, I'm just doing it better
After album 1, got consumed in this pressure
I don't like the way that I