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got to ask yourself
Is she the baddest in the land?
Is she the baddest mutha fucka on the planet?
‘Cause that’s the one you want!
Ain’t shit changing

In a clouded mind full of drugs alcohol and problems.
It'll make you want to grab a Glock and solve em.
Now all it takes is one bullet.
Don't pull it

any man 
Who does not have these things to be alone until he can obtain them
Understand that a Helper is not needed where there is no purpose
As you

to not be impressed
By the things that I'm doing that come from the flesh
But it's hard when your flow is Midwest
I'm coo on her homie 'cause a soul

fighting the priest with a cane
Holy water, and Jesus in vain
Better yet I knocked the priest out swapped the juice with rose
Fuck it where the beat go

Raymond Scott with a 1712 slaves mentality, that want to keep us divided by color from Eminem

Marshall is no color, he is Eminem

Oh, we got no time

on overload
Back and forth too and fro
Breathe in let it go
The harvest is plentiful
No weapon formed is gonna prosper though
Why is that
God is the anecdote

than a Porsche, make you disappear
Like advertisement in the Source, so do it baby
I want the sugar baby, my sift from the rabies
Yo Proof D12 is

the most criticized by some of my own fam
My aunt taught her kids my music is a trashy sin (thanks for the love)
I wonder what some of my dad's side thought

open doors
Where are my thumbs
I am too dumb
I'm sick of you niggas
I'm sick of you bitches
Go say what you want about me and my riches
I'm

it's like the cry of babies
This is the last phase of the moon, I be di shine already
Don't even joke
They want to go man to man like declaration

She told me joey you been working late
I told her where you think this money coming from, would you rather eat from a different plate?
And by the way

and shackles and chains

Bozzy be back
Flex up on a little just to show 'em where we at, wait, aye
Snotty in fact, eagles in the sky
Jesus got us

to go out back and put the Beemer where the benz go
We ain't friends because you're friends with people friendly towards my kinfolk
My father didn't love

2Fly 2hang
We dont play no games
You still throwing shade
Trynna throw dirt on my name
Claim you real, you fake
Claim you luv me
Where THEE emotions

multiply standin' side-by-side
Jesus would be here, so would my grandmothers
Uh, holdin' hands as they stand above us
The answer was us, is us and always

loved ones at the gate one day,
Standing there beside Jesus saying come on hurry lets go play,
Eternal happiness is your destiny now remember that,
God

thunder, that it had become quiet, as if something was missing
 "Maxwell, where is he? In the bedroom, I bet, under the bed." 
She called for him to come,

God!""
This is the cause of fighting
Dying here for the world to see
Shots from a pistol could've missed you
Where would my people be?
Maybe it's

but dirt’s just another word for earth so… 
That premise is flawed 
And that’s just the way words work 
Each usage is formed by the uses before it. 
We

the color of my son's eyes
Phone close by, just in case, in that one hour
Comes, with light, where I can look and see my son dial

Man it's crazy how much

me
Nigga you need a whole day in the church
Prayed to Jesus he told me to sacrifice
You need a today birth
This shit in my spirit is getting me back

(Brigade, too bougie)
(Mktheplug)
(Sapphire Beatsz)

Dropped the last ting
Got everyone askin', "What's with the mask ting?"
Is he wanted? Have

Everything here is here for today and gone by tomorrow
What them niggas gone do, when they coming for you 
Strict business here, keep it tween me