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This song dropped Jae P hit my line like we gotta murk it
I told him twelve a.m. meet me there
In case you ain't notice by now, we been winning,

life breathe trees all on the fuckin' streets
Walk right by the strife
Always got a fuckin' knife
If you take my life live twice
My mind flows like rolls

My cold ambition gives me purpose
Talk goes on they won't move on I'll make this album to help keep me sane

I walk down the street I get triggered

like y'all should know who I am and
Discover what you listening to
Who the fuck am I

I go by the name of Real Prophecy
My philosophy is to kill the game

figure just me n my niggas
Running through the whole city like the des peres river
Cut from a different cloth shit I talk I walk
Creep n da dark but I

be late my nigga, 50/50 down the middle that's the rate my nigga"
I shook his hand as I petered to walk, my homie pulled up and said we needed to talk

know how we go
My best friend Steven at the Home Depot
Laurelton is in the house, I can't forget Southside
Walk past MCs like that girl did to Pharcyde

walk around , I keep the strap Wrapped in a green flag
Never been up in the cases Cause I always wear a mask
I hand in, on my albums every sing time

good
They hope you ain't

But im so blessed Se' is short for Saint

Ives Laurent, be easy ma
I'm dope fiend addictive plus I seen your walk
P
Niggas

the room
Thinking about the things you're going to be bringing upon the crew
Staring up out the window taking a look up at the moon
Are you ready? Scream it

Life I'm too unfit
Too rare for counterfeit
Too lit to ever quit
Whole squad come to your crib
Whole squad the syndicate
Get hit with a kick
Walk

both eyes
And realize they're lying to my real eyes
We the niggas from L.I.B
Walk in the party like we V.I.P
To hang with us need to see ID
Call me le

along

Real flows mandatory self Explanatory 
Best believe my buzz growing Fans cant ignore me
3 many goals jus might walk on
The moon at 40
My soul

out that’s power ten boys that’s facts ten thousand then by see my dick it’s time to show me what you got without calling in your head every girl dirty

belong
I get the jotting like an alien when writing a song
I'm from another planet where we breathe through a bong
And every bitch around me walk around in

Only God can judge me, got me feelin' like I'm Tupac
Take off with this backwoods, stuff that bitch with moon rock
Ride with this ratchet and this

me
By my poetry writing bars Without profanity
It's catchy bending ways that's Flexibility
I ain't dead just so I flex in my Ability
I E S stressing my

walk El Camino De Santiago
Was gonna get ready to kill it at South By
Canadian Music Week with thousands of you outside
I mean Coachella, Bonnaroo, man,

the competition for survival (Yessir!)
I'm on a mission to greatness, I piss of my haters every time I walk by (woo)
I'm on a mental hiatus, I'm painting these

still trying to drop three albums by Labor Day, motherfucker

Saturday morning cartoons
Filling up a medical balloon with some hot sauce
Goddamn, I saw

and destroying these beats like I planted B
Shoot for the moon, superstar, that's what I plan to be
I can spot the jealousy in your face and it's sad to see
I been

Citronella

Aesop Rock

None Shall Pass

2007

eager to feed and grow, so when it's blackhawk over the glass walk, they surface up through the cash crops with clippers for your belly-up mascots,

Yeah, EWALK just ran a whole 26 miles
Cook up for days we got lyrics in piles
Walk in the bank and I'm greeted with smiles
Sauce any beat with

Loose Booty

Juvenile

Reality Check

2006

somethin' new in your life
Just by doin' you right, we can go somewhere for two if you like
Use the stars and the moon for the light 'cause you movin' it