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My name is green now wishing I could be right by your side
But I see myself as yellow all I wanna do is shine
Hello my name is red when
If you converted, why you
Still thinking perverted, bruh?
Well, when my brother was murdered
I didn’t wanna do music
I gave up on my talents and
All
in Paris
Bitch scream my name like I'm Bloody Mary
And this game is heavy, came prepared to press your buttons
Don't be there for nothing, Zombies
All I wanna do is crash that corn
But same way, I wanna make money too (Bubush)
M3nace man coulda done that drill on my own
But I still done that
the summer starving
I was farming, as you niggas all were forming
So I sowed and now you wanna reap my harvest
But the thing is, I can hardly be affected by
of envy
Baby I built this shit off filthy
If all goes right this'll kill me
Been living off hype, bitch gimme that light
By the don't smoke sign like bill
someone to teach you love what else is there to do?
So where I'm from they call you gay and say you ain't a man
Show them you ain't no punk
Get all
But I hope they speakin' carefully, 'cause honestly
I know that y'all be talkin' dirt on my name
And I don't really give a fuck, ain't worried 'bout no
the breaker,one
Tell Rittz to pull the trigger, all them niggas is done
If I miss then all the hits you can name under the sun
It's a trick and a list on how
'm disrespectful
Y'all know I don't care 'bout these niggas
Happy New Year
Tekashi got snatched by the feds, he done
I'm like, "Damn, why they doin' that to 50
and arms
We tear it up y'all, bless the mic with the gods
Whatever's in your heart is where you want to be
My hood is the ghetto
Even when you look
Seek Your face
Say all power all power is in Your hands
And with You nothing is impossible to do
Somebody say it one more time say we know
We know You
to you nigga this is how it is
I don't really wanna wreck your life, but I guess I gotta bash these niggas
Titty reppin' from the 609, you can say that I
in Hackensack
Pack capsules, Green Bay 'em lay 'em down like wax do
It's all actual we build, like Crash Crew
Coconut, incense, one sentence, aiyyo
money, money, money, money ain't the motive
What's your name again? Nobody knows it
Don't speak to me nigga, you not important
I'm focused
They say I
that's debatable
It's all subjective
I completed all my classes this is just an elective
You should be more selective
Pick and choose these rap dudes
What y'all thought y'all wasn't gon' see me?
I'm the Osiris of this shit
Wu-Tang is here forever, motherfuckers
This like, this '97
Aight my
What y'all thought y'all wasn't gon' see me?
I'm the Osiris of this shit
Wu-Tang is here forever, motherfuckers
This like, this '97
Aight my
the air let's get them fists pumping
Move it like your brain don't function
Stupid
Syllables
Moron
Something
I wanna see the whole place jumping
So do you,
the stick
Learn your lesson
Do not mess with Lil Big Boy
Smith and Wesson
With a fully loaded clip
Takin' lives what I do
This is it
You chose a life
That you
emotions, and decide to huddle
I guess that's a cuddle, man you funneling your emotions in the mud puddle
Mid, mid, after mid, man all I want is just one hit
I go by the name of Kel Mitchell!
And this is TeamBackPack! Let's go!
Yo, I'm so '96, back and on my grimy shit
Nigga get -whoever they'll sign me
I hope this letter gets to you on time
Do you still cry at night
Or at random times
Plan your own demise
Looking at the moon in the trying times
pastor said
I probably know more than what's in your pastor's head
But you listen to this and tell me that is it's sacrilege
Pay your tithes pay your
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