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sick like me
I spit so influencly smoke weed
Like bob marly you'll
Go down like steve but i don't wonder
Cause i know im better
But instead of righting

I can't fake a verb
I'm about to make it worse
Bodies moving round me down to shake the earth
I'll bang it first but who needs to know
This a new beat

Law man right behind a camera
Kicked out of NorthPark for a bandana
Should have drew down, hit him with the hammer
And headed the safe house in

let your bitch set thе play
Then she dyin' with you
Two-three set this money on the floor
I'm like I'm slidin' with you
Only ARP's in this whip
It ain't

(Don't Blink)
We taking it by force
With hostile intentions
Hostile
Hostile, yeah
(Hostile)
(Councel)
(Hostile) 
(Hostile)
You don't know left from

the crown down to deez nuts
Don't try to stroll into Giza
I'll split you in half like a tree trunk
I slaughter every archaeologist
Who wanders and pops open

I'm gon' run up
Ain't no knockoff like Gunna
When I pop off I'm gonna be rollin' 3 deep down 440
You see me, I'm grabbin' that .44 b
Too good these

you peeped
I just be blowing the tree
I knock em' down by the three
Heard that she charged you a fee
It's not a guarantee, if you taking that plee
My

a connection to Christmas music and it began in early childhood spurred on by three things. My culture, my family, and my city. I'm a born and raised new Yorker.

gotta keep it like ten times three, uh
Smoking on PCP, uh
Y'all ain't hard like me, uh
Y'all can't bark this tree, uh
Hoe, I keep a Mac-11 and I'll drop

Arcaze on the beat

Ring around the rosy
Pocket full of Ben Franks
Ashes, we nip him in the bud
Spin his block like a tornado, VVS one
Choppa

quit 'em
And we can't live with 'em
What's a man to do?

Back in the Bible there was a tree
Lord said to Adam "Don't
You eat that fruit", He said "fine

Speaking of The Weeknd
I can be your Starboy
Even on a weekday
Post you up in Myspace
Can I be your eBay?
Conversations with Rafiki had me up for three days

the T's then I dot my I's
I cross my S's double times
It's usually by the money where I tend to reside
In Ben Frank and Andrew Jack, I tend to confide

tried to get involved
But was all falling down unraveling
Tin man pinned him up to a tree
With his free hand fast and explained
Are you really gonna fuck

til it scratched then I stole a cassette to re-tape it
That was over two decades ago
Thirty-three a nigga still trying to be the goat
These days I been

talking real sweet
Talking real smooth like his name Ice Cream
Ben and Jerry, that can be our thing
Or I'll be Braums and you'll be Andy's
Forget the fact

I can look at your nose
and just tell that you're effected by the e-g-o

on the downlow
(x3)

I woke up in the mornin' to a girl who's butt's soft

Lesson 2, I ain't no step and bone
Lesson 3 is in the tone
I beat the drum for what's kept from my dome
I lend a lung before I let it alone
I let my tongue

Chris on the mic, always ready for some action
Sit down, listen tight here's a piece of my reflection
Shoutout to my parents who brought me in

squash it
We don't retreat
Always rappin
What u gonna cop
But be broke by next wk
Quit ya habit
Be a savage wit ur hustle
Fuck sleep
Get some money
Learn

inspiration my momma that's my hero
Touched when I was younger by that movie Less Than Zero
So I never chose to go the other route
Free flow
Let this music take

Clash Of The Titans

Bugzy Malone

Clash of the Titans

2018

Sounds of the Sir
Yo, yeah
Listen, yo
Watch this, yo

I've been in all types of pickles
Back when man used to roll naked
By naked I mean no

(The family of a Kentucky woman shot and killed by police is demanding answers)
Say her name
(Breonna Taylor's family claiming officers blindly fired