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staring I double dare it, 
What's up doc bugs bunny I'm getting karats, 
My ego pop your flop I see the flaws,
When my shit drop I don't stop I do it all,

it's less gradual, yunno
These bars keep levelled like they were prescribed antidotes
I write out 50 albums worth of lyrics & don't even use half

I'll be fine (I lied)
"Chi you pose to tell niggas you poppin"
I am just by telling the truth in my rhymes
Thought I'd be popping when I moved to Cali
My

to the tunes
You don't want to come for me, leave you 2D like cartoons
Stand in my way and I push you over like monsoons
I'm sitting right now on a white beach

the fact it's real is so appealing
Cross faded as fuck, don't have to feel our feelings
Surrounded by my boys and we all higher than the ceiling
They my

turned around and hoe'd me
Left me by my lonely, I ain't stressin', bitch, I'm straight
Maxo Kobe, switch my number, had to leave that Section 8
I threw

anyway, I-d-k what to say
I don't need it from a hoe that mumbles
Imma take it back
Watch what you say, fore you make me snap
Because I'm 18, I'm an ageist

starts
Boy, I'm working every day
Try to take food off my plate
So I gotta warn G, a nigga had to regulate
Don't want static, so they pray
That today's

admire
Long as I'm bowing to the Lord, know that He gon' take me higher
And I ain't quitting til this album going platinum
And I'm sitting with Ellen

those who say they are of GOD but really are of Satan (Satan)
I wrote a song about him, it'll be on the album, it's the next track
You should play it,

wrote the crossover
But if the album sellout I'd be considered a sellout
The fans keep asking whens the album gonna come out
Ask your local execs I'm

When you big enough to do it 
And yo homies always knew it 
Shit cut deep 
The times they’d hope that you won’t
You knew the storm.
Some was wit me

Tonight's da Night

Remedy

Code: Red

2005

[Remedy]
Mic check, I walk around the Shao'
Wit the jet black nine by my waistline, kickin' the hype shit
I never claimed to be the best white

It's a wonder how I'm making songs without experience and they don't sound like trash
But I'm sick of wond'ring 'bout the present
And I'm more than done

Inside my mind"
Winter was cold
Used to sit by the fire now
Momma getting mad
Better turn them fucking lights out
Kicking life's ass
Turn this album to my

first album I was sitting
on the steps in front of my apartment when a gypsy
woman passed by. She stopped and asked me if I would
like my fortune read

love em dearly
Got a album dropping in a couple months, oh they ain’t hearing me
Got a different hater every other week, don’t take em seriously
Goal has

so let me switch gears

By the age of ten I wanted to pretend
I could tour around the world in our family minivan
By eleven, now my bedtime wasn’t

coked up and weeded
Open fire, now them niggas bleedin'
See me in flesh and test and get your chest blown
Straight out the West, don't get blown
My

sure I don't meet with the feds
Dangerous moves I cant miss any step
It's a landmine blowin up 
Skate on you like it's a drive by 
Lagga!!    
Don't make

(oh my god!)
Yeah, the devil on my shoulder has evil ideas
But I can't tell him no, nah
Ya ya ya ya ya (not yet!)
Ya ya ya ya ya

Verse 2:
Now I'd like

singer drops an album
Ta la kpe ta lon dahun gan
And if dem say dem dey find
The realest of its kind
Tell the person searching that you found one
Teslim

was hiding your hands but throwing rocks at Rey
Stayed quiet while I could, didn't wanna make you pray
Now that I'm giving y'all smoke, y'all don

comin' for the throne
Look, by myself, that's I and me
I'm gon' reach the highest feats
Fetty Wap, they eying me
I don't rap, I fire breathe
Forgotten