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to persuade em

I looked up to God, He said let's get to business
Dropped an album and forgot it by Christmas
Flip the culture with a quickness
I'ma make sure

don't really got no time to take a pit stop
I can never hit the brakes, I'm tryna take my family out for steak
I'm tryna move my family out the state, I'm

of them have no idea 'bout what it takes
So I just say thanks when I get told "Bro your music's great"
I ain't never dropped an album since Lucy passed

music edits, wish I had total control of it
Linkin Park, NWA got me in sync
Listening to The Incredible True Story
I like these albums that feel like

head hurt

Life keep going back and forth, feel like I'm skating vert
Thoughts consume me, I'm too introvert, don't let that stop the work
All these

Every now and then I take time to reflect
I don't need luck because I'm blessed and I like that the best
I love it when reality hits you niggas right

You run full sprint, then faceplant on the pavement
You try so hard like Akon sang on that "Strength..." hit
But your brain won't stay loyal to whatever

S1 on the track son
Yeah we bring it back what?
Uh, uh
It's not a diss song
I'm just being real

Pull the trigger, pull the card and brawl, you

World's Most Hated

Yukmouth

Thug Lord: The New Testament

2001

give it to 'em raw, regaurdless of what squad
I'ma hit 'em hard if they get envolved, break them niggaz off
Let 'em know I'm rollin' with god, roll with

it's over
My heart is really in London
I went back home to a woman who needed me
Just to tell her that it's over
I never had this attention
I had

wearing 30 dude 
These shoes made for shows and proof
So when I moon walk and back they can call it playback loop 
Closed captions so my words can be

Let's Ride

Choclair

3 Strikes [Clean]

2000

a pack of germs, people swerve from the gamer

Suave player, I'm all black like the Raiders
You wonder how I did it, album anticipated
Well it's

trick
And DJ Cana always playing pot hits
And I do it for the real street
Sell 'em back the beats
would the one and then the two beats
weeks small cone

the name

Yeah, papercutz
Papercutz, Paper
Here we go, papercutz
papercutz, paper
paper, cutz, papercutz, paper, paper
Are you gonna do another album man?

realm
I've been pushing out this music and I did it with no help
I've trapping out hood figaz with four albums on the shelf
I ain't never been no sucker

turned around, I swear to God
They coulda shot me
Have you ever hit the scene with
Your dreams and your backpack?
All on Snapchat
Showin' niggas that you

Fuck the alarm
Hit the snooze
I'm thinking 'bout calling out
Body pissing out the booze
Monday blues
Dreaming 'bout different hues
Far away from

rocking microphones sin! Sin!
Said I learned new ways
Gotta thank God for my chance to blaze
Next album gonna see a fat healthy raise
And he make mistakes

Drop It Heavy

Roc Raida

Crossfaderz

2000

featuring Big Punisher KRS One 
[KRS One] Ha ha. Never fear. KRS! 
Verse one: KRS One 
I'd rather have a hundred thousand true heads by me 
Than

Smoke My Dro

Lil Wyte

Phinally Phamous

2004

to rappers that are intelligent
Smoke you one and hit the mic the rest of the shit is irrelevant
A lot of shit has happened since the last time you've heard

Let me talk to ya, got them albums finally off the back burner
Digitals & digipacks been flippin' like ya spatulas
Not a single feature either, I

We got an army, we loaded ready to hit 'em

Check it yo call me Zilla
I'm a monster with clap and kicks
The reason alone
You niggas pushing albums back

Windy City peak of a storm
February in a Black History form
Since Nineteen Seventy Three giving you more
Made a big impact from way back
Southside chick

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