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got the Lord in my hand
While The King spins on vinyl
Bud Light and Bethlehem
Jack Daniels and John
Turns out I've been doing hell of
A lot of things

Try to lick me hit by my nigga 
I'm tell you again nigga just stop it 
Don't give af cause you know how we rockin 

Livin my life on the top of the game

I'm john wick when I kill the pussy (Bang Bang)
Now I write my music like I'm Claude Debussy (Owww)
Pulling bodes pants down
Aiming at his hands now

top me up
My name is Bakti, and I just be sliding on beats on the low in the cut and the freeski
All of these brodies can't be me, all of these brodies

and live and I just Want you to see all of the truth Inside of me

Just know that I, don't forget that I Wish you the best of luck you're Constantly on my

off the armor, I'm writing from within 
Down on my luck, explains my Karma
Writing is more therapeutic 
It keeps me calmer 
Lately the music game

like Jordan in air
All the despair that once felt like getting mauled by a Bear
Disappeared, yea it went clear, sorted prepared
My way up straight

Where It Started At (NY)

Dion

Hi-Teknology 2

2006

you ballin, look you wanna ball
Word on the streets, niggaz ready to put you on the wall
You just a leg shooter, you aim your gun low
I shoot my tek

niggas
All about a dollar, try your luck nigga
Only sip Patron, don't put no Henny in my cup nigga
Jiggin' in this bitch
All my real niggas get to jiggin'

just tryna cuff
I make my own luck
Shot down like a duck
Slime ball just like Muck
Driving fast like I'm a crook
Pass on by make ya shook
I'm here so

woulda
Me, on the other hand
Well I’s the girls dem sugar
Just me and my brother
Hot like St thomas summer
All I wanted was a Beamer and
To move out

Fantastic 4

Big Punisher

The Professional

1998

and get outlined in chalk by the devil
I rep the borough that mothered this rap shit
I used to clap shit
Now I just lay back and mack on some mack shit
I

on a Mai Tai
Right after the drive by this that really high life
Just like call of duty had to switch it to the uzi
Hanging with my niggas I be acting kinda

flashin' on my wrist like it's sponsored by Kodak
My feed got em Thursday like a motherfuckin Throwback
Bitches all in a panic, they better pop em a Prozac

beautiful
Yeah
And just I want you to know
I'm far from the usual
Far from the usual
See I had a lot of crooks try to steal my heart
Never really had luck

realise, that luck plays a bigger part
So just roll a die, doesn't matter if you have a head-start
Hoping my luck will find me, fearing when will failure hit

and that's just my Mum and Dad
You need five attributes to be successful in music
Talent hard work determination money and luck
Let's dissect...
Number one

wilding  
And I swear to god that I'm going hard 
Just wait till a nigga pull off in his car  
I been wit my dog since I was i pup 
These niggas be frauds

got to blow I ain't no John Doe
Zero below, a king Like Jon Snow
I got to know who sits on my throne
But god damn I rock the underground
Pound for pound

my 100,000 hours
This wasn't by luck
Yeah, what more do they want
Ay, they want 100 years of this shit
100 years of this shit
They want 100 years

Miss Fortune

Aloe Blacc

Saint-Germain-Des-Prés Café: The Blue Edition

2010

Met a girl by the name of Miss Fortune
Her daddy was a very rich man
He told me, "Son, proceed with caution
If you wanna take my little girl's

a parade, cultural centers, and to stop getting played
They invaded more than just our privacy, frightfully, as John Henrik Clarke, even blind, He Could
See

Its a cold world
Angels by me i 
Never felt alive
Just stay by my side
Just stay by my side
Love spells on me i
Love spells on me i
Felt your curse

on my side it stay by me
Do my dirty work in silence, see I'm just enlighten ya
Money keep piling and piling
Look at her body I know that she bout it
Fuck