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could see thru the screen! (Somebody is watching me)
Strapped on them black Timbos, with that stupid red hat looking like I'm Chris Kringle
I'll stomp him

gone ride on dat dick like a Dirt bike
Give a fuck bout Da rumors, I Say Dey right
If dat shit outta mind, it’s out of Sight
Momma told me 2 wrongs don’t

I'm Elvis and I'm feeling like a million bucks
They say that she gonna kiss and tell bad that's just my kind of luck
Bet it all on black if I lose bet I

beats no bars 
Your clique weak not ours 
Green so strong, smelling dank through the jars 
(Listen close)
Ya i'm really on my queen shit 
I'm that bitch

The Game

Big Mike

Bone Instrumentals, Pt. 2

2008

a game in my vein

[Verse 1:  Mac]
Murda murda I wrote it in braile
Uncut, lyrical dope, certified by my scale
The homicide rapper, there'll never be

the audience
I was knockin hoes in boat shoes and a cardigan
10 years strong in the game it's no guarding him
This my sixth offering and I'm still clocking in

that lil' hoe by the hair, come put that pussy down
If it's good, I throw a hundred bands on, still got racks, hoe
Niggas sayin' that I'm was broke like

light lacking lil bitch,
5.56's and a mini drayko with a switch,
Walk down on em' it was too easy,
By the dollar general so they couldn't see me,
All

Willie sits in his stable door
And he's combing his coal-black steed
He's doubting on fair Margaret's love
And his heart began to bleed

"Give corn

me chills

I can't feel myself
I be so high
I can't even deal
My own cards on my table

I got those shitty hands
Fifty-two cards up the deck
I don't

Cherish them shits learn from it
Yeah
We was raised in a trap
And it's not because our skin color black
But it's how we living
Give me one second and let me

I'm a...
A mixture of breeds
Native, Black, Irish it seems that
I-I get mixed in my themes
And been led straight down many paths
Uh, but it don't

on
And I keep that tool on if a nigga wanna move on
I've been waitin' on my chance for too long
I've been too strong, and in my mind, I just can't move

the cover
Vision all black but the 20/20 hovers in the
Back of two eyes like a camera stuck on shutter
Born to bring the ruckus, hot coals in the stomach
But

cheesy
I'm quite a polite guy [tonight!]
I don't bite black or white
Heavy or light
I don't fight, just delight!
If I fight, I contrite
So, I do… what's

strong enough to hold you
You were the runt of the litter and little did I know you have a heart much bigger
Little bark never heard you whimper or cry

, my teacher, my biggest fan
My daddy , my first example of a strong black man
You said never be jealous of another life , love yours
I love my wife

followers
Cause I'm just tryna get to my dollars
Fuck nigga don't play by my commas
Know the choppa gone sing like opera
All black told bro keep posture

Nowhere to go
Flowers lying down dormant for long
Torment that has made them strong
Spring comes, they'll grow
They know (they know)
Feather in

Like 
My pigment 
Was black

Harder and
Harder 
I push
2
Bust Upp
In the snatch 

Race me in some laps
If you ain't first 
Then your last
Insurance

deputes stacks
Half for me, got her realize
Only got two g's back, damn


I hate muthafuckin’ cops like Justin
Vowby and Richard Murphy
So I paid

the black bag..in the ground, she gat fucking high..with the money show, attracting by her 
I look at them warra see is boom the bomb shaking to explode

Niggas wanna play like we playin' 2K
But this ain't a game you gon' learn the hard way
When I get violent they get all silent
Come at me imma end you

ones
Just me and my mums
Our traditional dance is just with the drums
We are strong as a kong
You kick us down we not staying long
You can feel in this