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waiting for a new flood to route
I'm getting sick of this drought, I wanna find a way out
Let me tell you what I'm about without any riches or clout
That's

fave
I'm a master of my craft
Ask the Egyptian women I slay

Obituaries on a Papyrus Script
What kinda font? It's Heiroglyph
Call Anubis man this party's

Overseas drip, man, this shit hard to read
Uh, uh, hitters lay in your bushes like Assassin's Creed
I'm a boss, so you know that I do what I please
Bring

for you?

What the fuck you gon' do, nigga? What the-
(What? What's up? What? What?)
What the fuck you gon' do? What you gon' do
(What? What's up? What

to the chest
Yeah, after this edit. Imma speak this into existence in a second
First lemme make an effort
To achieve another minute for a couple final

Now massive!
Give thanks for life
Here comes the lyrical thing
By Christafari
and the TuneDem Band
Asante Sana (Thank You)
Asante Sana Yesu (Thank

you move when they watching over our speed
This for the ones who doubted me and thought I'd never make It
Never payed attention, time collected well

Yeah

In this shit called life
You either win or you lose
Since 2017, was turning BINs into blues
Claim they gang when you up but
They ain't kin when

Victory or Death

Twista

Legit Ballin'

1999

annihilate that nigga
'cause like a lamb I was sacrificed for this verbal murder religion
Imprisioned by my hunger to succeed
By the heart I be driven
No

Oh yea by the way this that three shit you dig what im saying
I was raised by a different creed im Adonis with this
When I speak its always heat im

Chained by fanaticism and senseless creeds
Ignorance controls your steps turning you unconscious
To what you do, to what you see, to what you hear.

riddle me this, and let the journalist print it
Scorpions crawl, the Hawks fly, now what is Ntlemeza thinking?

You'd be naive to rebukely taint
Before you

the glock, I made his ass lag
He tried to run, I gave him toe tag
I'm in this bitch leanin', I pour me a deuce
I got bitches on bitches, I fuck by the two
My

Rooted in the streets get discipled by OGs
Being feed this death mentality 
Brothas struggling, you betta grab your heat
Doin things against, what I

in this bitch I'm unspoken
Y'all ain't getting chosen
I'm the playa type
You know, lay her right
Then let her catch her flight
Another day in the life

times

But there is no fool in me
I Stab you Back in the Ribs

Ten-Fold before you notice it
But what kind of road is this?

Cuz I could've sworn on my

Pay You Back

Meek Mill

Championships

2018

what?)
They gon' keep it cool 'cause we'll rat them niggas
Huh, livin' to die, nigga we dyin' to live (dyin' to live)
Had to sacrifice my life just for

motherfucker what’s good
I be saying for the people that be praying they could 
Look, one life to live and I’m tryna live good
Already standing in a spot I’d

stop you from living your life
To strive
Whilst I live in no fear in this universe
There's no need for so much concern (No need)
Cause once you got god

but the sound of his feet
Machine guns ready to go
Are you ready hey are you ready for this?
Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?
Out

on the night crawl
Tightroping in my mind's war
Hands together for peace
Well what's the time for?
I was up at two:zero two once preaching legacy
I fear my

soon
You gon see
Yeah I'm blinded by passion
Sometimes I can't see
But I keep my head down
Right now this shit discrete (I'm working hard)
And at least I

Left me isolating
I've been contemplating
What the hell you think I'm saying
Meditating, I've been waiting
Should be praying
Bars I'm laying
For

day
Okay lemme spit some game

See if you
spent your life doing this
Then im about to ruin this
Thing that caught ya spark
Your love for the arts
Break