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he got his hands in our music biz
Told me to ignore the war and the poor
Aim my music more towards the whores and drug lords
And the fans are pourin'

get outta line with me
Or it's a drive-by
My nigga Blow gon' sponsor the ride wit' me
Y'all saw the movie Venom, right?
Well despite a man (Spider Man)

Got Way More Problems Worst Than Me
If You B!$$h @$$ Nizzaz Wasn’t Listening To Me, You Wouldn’t Have No Problems w/ Me, Pu$$y
But You Old @$$ Nizzaz,

switched up and I turned an introvert
Put our lil' boy in the box, see his face up on the shirt
The jungle survivor, that's why they call me Murk
I don't

us bread
We would always have to thank you but you point to God Instead
And I'm thinkin' why he left me if he loves us like you said
But you always had

our first date just broke the X
When I took your number and we crack the formula
Are reasons why you should replace my ex
Now you got the boy

a nigga
Shawty you just might get fucked by a nigga if you ass is fat though
Can't have my stacks though
If you weren't fucking with me when my ass was flat

concerned by rumors and gossip About the prodigal
Playing with Caucasians to hurdle my every Obstacle
Now don't get me wrong never hungered for Quick success

the sleigh dropping missiles 
Live like the Gods but die like a man
I guess it was all apart of Gods plan
Lord knows 
You done seen death by the hands of man

understand why they had to take you for
So lord
Please take my dear friend and take care
And proof baby, ill meet you when im dead
On the heaven stairs,

the answer. Shit, I know it really ain't
But my pockets are empty, fucking dry like paint
And I know I've done a lot shit, I know I ain't no saint
Lord hear me

up again 

I swear I shed so many tears when I heard you died 
They tell me not to question god but sometimes I still wonder why 
Cause even till this

Sorry lord for wear and tear on this vessel I'm loaning
I wanna move forward but too frozen in moments
That leash on me aggressively
And robs me of my

You Know What I'm About

D.I.T.C.

Live at Trammps New York, Vol. 2

1999

[Lord Finesse]
Check it out, for those that know me
Ya wonder why I always play low key
I know I got people and fans that like me
But all the noise

Yeah, pass the mic before I
Jack it like gore-tex
Bust like raw sex, rappers suck like vortex
The life of a Don- We living like kings
And killing our

Sauce God, born with the recipe

She let me fuck 'cause I know Tron
How y'all niggas up? Get lock
Can't play bomb
After I nut, we can't be friends, Trey

ignoring me, bruh
I'll be flying with a full tank of gas
On ether
If you from the block, watch y'all sons
Watch y'all daughters, 'cause I saw murder

Warm Enough

The Social Experiment

Surf

2015

for the holy of it
Solely covet me and you, for you and I
Are blissfully tethered to simple redeeming
When sadness gets worse and we don't know why

talk down on my name 
When you asked for advise
Gotta stay ready for everything
Don't let them catch you by surprise 
They ask me how to became wise

insane everyday
I want to show my real emotions set them out, Set free me (I want to set them free)
Why can't I do that?
The voices in my head are telling

Woo

A rock and feel in me when you're living lies
Why you hate it
It's outside when you flicked it out
The Mykonos breeze still young

Can you hear it

She says, lift me up oh lift me boys
Let me see the one I love
Lift me up oh lift me now
Let me see the man I love one more time

Broken by starvation

and forever shit on all of y’all



Chorus:

Man it's…

Man the way these ladies dancing look so …

This music got me in a trance I feel so…

With 50 rack off

Lay down your top men for playlist placement
New waveforms made more
Played more, by me, than the people that it's made for
Boy we made lore, paid for,