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intellect
I had already been practicing my craft for more than a decade by That point
The coward even uttered a faggot in my direction as Prissy and I Left,

I dedicate this album
To my wife
Tina
Never upset cause I set the goal high
Never slept on the dream you said go try
Go fly you said go high every

I was destined to win

A couple of shin digs I attend
A whole lotta shit that I take on the chin
Shit on them bitches I'm winning
An upward direction

Every Five Minutes

Grand Agent

Redneck Games

2004

another smash 
I just hit em wit it a minute ago 
On some exlusive promo to spin at the show 
Twenty-five hundred heads waitin on Black Star 
When J-Rocc

condescendin'
Although I'm kind of sending a message by even asking
Been receiving slack for these Helvetica bold statements
But the credit I am owed is crazy

later
I'm Mr. motherfucker Mr. moneymaker
I'm Mr. make your bitches day by how I break her
Get this bitch up off me, get this bitch up off me
Get this

the whole year went to shit before my album could breathe
Well now I can create in peace
But my mind is on no justice no peace
And how do I fit in the seems

em all,
Whenever Mo hit me
I pick up the call,
Shaq and he Kobe, we forever ball
If I draw the play
Execute like adonis on the album cover for all

only sometimes
I'll be back up by lunchtime
I'll be locked in when it's crunch time
Having problems to confront's fine
Shit I'll punch mine
Won't let

I grab a rapper by the throat
Y'all the sheep and I'm the goat
What y'all even rhyming fo'
Y'all should leave, it's time to go
Adios I gotta go

My limit it's limitless
I say that as my credit card reached its limit, fuck
Wit me, never dealt dimes or nickels, but by 2 quarters my album doing

Or will they all desert it
One suggestion do some soul searching
Find direction and proceed with prayer
I learned more when I leant an ear
Doing what my

Here I am at your big show
Now I grew up with your records you know 
Play me that guitar solo 
Note for note, like the record yeah

Spun your album one

in life change
I feel uneased at not knowing what's to come
What if this album I've been working on
Turns out to be my last one?
What type of memory

would be should be
Numbed by the pressure see I really wanna be me
Inspiration gone direction gone
Packing my bags I must be (I must be done)
But my heart

some songs on this album dawg, I had to scrap
Cause it's not the way I'm feeling now, I'm finally back
To myself and I'm better than ever, i'm truly

a special evening a celebration
Premium selections
Triangle offense
Blessed and highly flavored
Marcus man I'm so grateful
We made that Cruise Control album

mines
I refused to be broken
Once upon a time a crazy kid
Now nothing left to lose
Registered for nursing school
& started playing by the rules
No more

of the 8s, I think you get that by now
Big hit drop men you can’t handle this Bass
I’m winnin’, take notes if you’re a rookie
Don’t hate on me coz I got it

'm Pat Mahomes
She wanna blow my instrument like a saxophone
The hoodie made by Spyder
The 4's it's T. Scott
I got fans in Canada
Yeah that's T Dot
I need

age by the sound that I'm spitting
Here's a hint
I got a healthy stream
I could spit it whatever lyrics without you knowing I'm fifteen
I

backflips
It doesn't help that I'm despised by the cool kids
But it help me figure out where the truth is
Besides this I always feel I'm at a crossroads,

to fuckin hard

You think you're all that cuz you dropped a fucking album
You should keep reaching for plays
Cuz i know you'll never catch em 
Steady

like to get smacked by Re, 

Pat! Pat ! like when b***** can’t scratch their weave

Heard y’all plan on takin over , 

Here to tell you I disagree ,