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you right open

Been down so long now I'm focused up
Y'all ain't paying attention Y'all better focus up
Bad bitch for me she rolling up Y'all niggas

I was a corner boy, meetin' cats by the corner shop
Since I had boy in he corner on
Tryna make my way home but it was cordoned off
Cah they caught

Location Nowhere

The Underachievers

After the Rain

2018

by following my core

I remember when it started, heavy feet pushed on the carpet
Chased around the room, sun became the moon
Twisted tongues talk

Cypha the Next Day

Cross Movement

House of Representatives

1999

went
And even as I'm speakin'
To me it makes more than sense
Only perfect plasma could settle up this matter
He scored a ten
And now we're more than

on hou? All the ones that lacked
My shooter right behind me he in all black
Streets can get krazy seen older heads ran
I'm shaking the room make these

Oochie Wally

Bravehearts

Lovin It, Vol. 2

2003

chicks in the living room
Getting it on and they ain't leaving till 6 in the morning
"O" is for oochie
Oh you ain't know
How many O's in the bankroll

glow
She comin' after work, chillin' in my room so
I make her feel good when she feelin' real low
We talk all night and we get emotional
She understand

thinking
Back through pictures
Random phone call to tactical wishes
For me to only prove that in the land of mental illness I am forever "down for bitches"

rappers for the hell of it
But in this room I see elephants
The definition of my name is royalty, so how am I irrelevant
Battlin' my demons like a pessimist

Fried and baked
When I do shit
I'm sneazin'
I moove the packs if you needed
Freezing for scooter pizz'
Ina cold room where we hang the beef
For real
I did

a red room
They scream for murder, I'm screaming for red rum
Steady be active, I'm throwing a tantrum!
Ain't trying to ghost but I'll go Danny phantom

feelin' fried everything in the world is satire to me
Except when my riders are sliding for me
No murder for hire you dying for free
Said she want a brand

make him weak,
He always By hisself But he got Back up that's his heat
He tryna change his ways But now he Back up in them streets
He sticking

norm
It's just the way I am
My eyes are immune to screens
Nostalgia skies are what I need
No interruptions
It's just me, and myself, and I

Thank you for

me to say
Like I'm a puppet for the duckets
Should I put my gun away or bust it
Should I start the revolution or just sit here, not budging
I wanted

well
Everyone here will die now
No one could ever stop me except for myself
But why would I want to
I’m fucking losing my mind as days go by
No light - I

the massacre
of meaning, meaning there ain't room for half of us
and if this how we go, put a hole in the Matrix
Goldfishes turned piranhas in a spaceship

If I

probably Shouldn't

Knowing she might try and book Me
I might be fried
But only by the way you're tryna Cook me
You say you're Christian
How come hell is

COLD
But You're with me though


[Isaiah 43 v 1-3 (Complete Jewish Bible)]
Don’t be afraid, for I have redeemed you;
I am calling you by your name; you

[Verse 1, Rick Ross]
AK's, Calico's, to 45's
I abide by the rules, what I gotta buy
Can let it by, too many niggas gotta die
Once you got one in

I'm tired
Of putting out fires 
That weren't even started by me
Now I just preach to the choir
No traffic 
Traffic
If you make your own lane 
Road less

bring that messy up. Don't wanna make me change the mood and go and beat your bestie up. I look around the room and everybody's hands up. I'm eating with

living like a chick-flick
Ignorant raps make the hits
They write a song and they don't say shit

Fuck it, you can't put me in the backdrop
I'm a main

preciate my friends
Got my wind back,
Wind jack,
Like a starter fit,
Making music at my cousins
With his girl and his kid
In the next room, 
Make me think