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My soldiers
You not Rollin get demoted
Seen to many folded 
Give em water Can't hold
So he told it
Molded by the best
Quoted by the west
Passed every

bitch, swallow again
Fuck that, Imma stomp on the limbs
Of anybody who doubts that I eat six impossible things
Before breakfast, it's all what is in

R.N.S.

Freddie Foxxx

Industry Shakedown

2000

the realest, when I cock the manstoppers
I remember talkin to Big Poppa; he said "Foxxx, you the illest,"
(uhh) I make the realest nigga feel it
Got a little

friends
Kept me alive it was fine then, but by ten
My friends had turned to voices in my head
At night, in bed
They lead me to some more traces
I might have

nigga I ont toss no pistols,
Thinking you gon get away running through the grass ima make the dog go get you,

I ain’t een gon play all I gotta say is you

grade, catch a homi
Anybody have a problem with it
Let them try me
Nobody make a fuckin' move unless
It's sanctioned by me
(I'm the fucking boss out here)

he eat it better
He a dog, I'm a mut
I'm a fuck him like a slut
Hold off on that nut
It ain't time for you to bust
Nigga beat it, beat it up
Beat it

be
I got shit that cross my mind, I gotta let go, but I can't, it's deep
I got a dog that stole from me, but he think I don't know, I'm just playin'

it ima omen
Edna wasn't there, I was so lonely Confused dog, don't know my owner
Introvert, no conversation, you catch me, I'm by my lonely
He

Something special 'bout me, you can already tell the energy is different
Confidence is at the highest level, I don't ever see it dippin'
Try me if

Been down bad from the block
Run fast but we ain't catching up
So we gotta keep going
Been picked on by the cops
Suspect, put us all in the box
But

Hunnit grams of dog, I can get it gone by this evening
If God came to the trap, I'd serve Jesus
Where the fuck the opps at? Them niggas ain't breathin
Pop

pox
I be blind as hell, if it's a cop, I say my vision lost
Had to drop again cause they was wonderin if I'm him or not
I'm tired of these trappers,

contempted by people for me contending vie an ego it sucks
See, my problem with logic leave way too much room for excuse
Fuck illusions, that ain't diplomatic

even know
He said let him have my problems, I bet you they won't trade me though
I laughed hard cause I know it's the truth
But on the other side people

High Noon in Killville

Angry Johnny

What's So Funny

and we'll get out of here
But somebody tripped the alarm and then all Hell broke loose
The bag boy he pulled out a gun and blew a hole through Bruce
Ed

grave
Leave it as a stave
Poetic in a way
Like a castaway
Thrown away from home
Left to fend alone
Like a dog to bone
Then its broken up with the buzz

Oohh, this beat so Player
Unguided
Sitting in the park thinking
Writing
It ain't safe when I start brainstorming
Niggas end up getting hit by

F*ck Yuor Opnion

Dizzy Wright

SmokeOut Conversations

2012

drama
Ah, here he go again
This shit is so easy to lose your way in the city of sin
Yeah, surrounded by hoes and pimps
Immune to it, a two-word is no

the right way
I've gotta do it right away
Welcome to the second verse
A meta song? Oh man, this ones got everything
"He'll write down anything"
Well, I

motherfucka thought he was Taite, now he gotta duck
I ain't gon play with em, who next? Dog this is my era
If I'm never supposed to make it then why my shit

it Aquafina
See one bitch is cool, and the others a diva
they all down to slide cuz the like my demeanor
She stay by my side, pussy pop like my nina

Every time I come around you
It's like my mind becomes sound proof
Don't hear nobody but you
I'm enjoying the sound of you
It's just something about

murder she wrote
if doc come out its 30 impalas on a boat
nigga, we do this everyday,llamas under the thermal,
waitin by your stairs like Mary J
Beat