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then, we was both yelling f the Bible and Christ disciples
Cause we never saw the angel Michael ,we saw slugs for rifles
Spilled blood from I'll thugs for

Are you minding
By placing a divide in us 
You're dividing 
How's the timing
Wriggling and griming 
Typical girl talk 
Got my attention slightly

and came out with
Shedding all the fakes like reptilian snake skin
My album came out did you really think I can't win?
I got people asking for features in my

It's Willy on the beat his first fuckin' album
He never wanna play cause he never wanna shout er
Never wanna shout er
Talk about the city that you

a Corvette
Watch your boy blow up in front
Of your eyes: war vet
Give the fans nuttin' but fire
Now they want more of it
E'rybody want my album
It ain't in

on an Alaskan
I switch flows like nose on Michael Jackson
Amerikkka why you hate us
Stop taxing black skin
Free the babies that are trapped by ICE
People come

to the homily 

Grab the mic to preach whole team finna eat

Worldwide Ape Entertainment be the next TDE	 

But the songs don’t be mixed by Ali 

They be mixed by

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 photos
And I don't really like how
I'm treated by these people, Uh
Feel like Walter White
Shave my head and I go evil
Don't look up, don't look down
I just

Just FaceTimed one badders looked her dead in the eyeball
Said I'm on the way man need head on arrival
I know you've been messaging Michael
But

In the cockpit, I'm the pilot
I guide the missile, this a rocket
Intro the album, this shit is flawless
No physical copies, it’s not at the market

was dinner?" said,"Mine was great"
Had the salmon and beer, she had the wine and steak
Last album kind of late
That was my mistake
Shit was kind

on K-I-D the soul child
Staying off the block I'm making momma proud
Produced my whole album I got it off the ground
My head in the clouds
Can't box me in I

that's gross profit
They like Mo stop went to climb and fell
Running up I gotta get it by the bell
leak the album gotta time it well
You don't like making

once
Say it twice
No, I'm not nice
I got Gucci on my coat
Bitch, I really paid the price
I give 'em the beats
Doc' Dre, Ray rice
Ice Cube, Michael Jai

high like they on the fuckin’ moon
And we dancin’ like that guy, he be walkin’ on the moon
Album on the way yeah, yeah, I think its coming soon
Michael

his feelings
And all the plot holes filling with my cash that I reel in
Cause Imma cop me some commas by bringing all of the real in
My city got guns

face
Ounces in your blunt gun hanging by your waistband
Who you in a war with who got you in a haste
Now you caught a case praying that the judge can see

It's raining but no umbrellas is covering fellas
This my reign
When the times get grim we the reaper
When it come to rap albums, this here the Mona Lisa

album and not come out with a classic
All I have is my passion
This rapping gift is a talent
All I do is deliver go check your door for the package
All I

fuckin' hoes all fiends
This album gon' go hard praying platinum in this bitch, your bitch a whole ass whale Lookin' like moby dick, huh (Bitch)
Lets go,

their (Mic) Mikes Jacked, call it "this is it" (Michael Jackson's Last Album)

I spit the "INTro" softly, so real fans can listen in

Clubs get their

through pain and hustle trynna find my inner self
Ain't easy feel surrounded by devils like I live in hell
Gotta get rich at all cost
Can't stay poor cos

When My Team Comes Through ft. MiAH (Prod. by Jacques Toni) lyrics -- From “My College Life Part 1: Lesson Learned” Album
MICHAEL DARIUS