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Stephen Curry style 
Hacky Sack flow my words bouncing all in yo head now 
You can already tell that I'm the truth
Lyrically inspired but I get a luh hype

One-way ticket I ain't never going back to my old ways 
Only by faith, without it my ability is slim 112
I just wanna be in your arms, ear to your heart God

of eligible young people
Standing amongst the crowd of adolescents
Struck by the nauseating mix
Of perfume and aftershave i look around
Still half expecting

to exist
Sit til I say your dismissed
Like a teacher who always insist
The bell don't dismiss you I do
The powers in my hand I'm  Bishop from juice

You hate

words, and I readdress em
From myself to the crowd, now my words are my only weapon
If I die, would I reap the attention? Gates to my streams is heaven

I am?

Surrounded by people
But feeling alone
Hidden in the shadows
No goal to follow (follow)
Alone in the crowd
Alone in my mind
I know I'm alone

Ok ok, ey yo David, turn up my mic a little bit man!
Yeah!
I've been wasting time
Following the crowds I was meant to fly
I, I've been on the climb

dey wah follow mi
Di demon dey get fatality
They nuh reach see di talk very cheap
Mi hav God see di smile pon mi teeth

Grace is the essence I got faith

Boyd
I'll put on for the Burg, By paving routes
Set in stone

Once I say it, It's true
That's a fact
Y'all be prone to spitting lies in the booth
Always

Ice Is Workin' It

Vanilla Ice

To the Extreme

1990

bring you
The concepts hittin' so follow along like a cookbook
Acknowledge the pros from all the titles I took, yea
The crowd's at ease when I breat

on myself
I cast death from my right hand
Like everyone else I cast death on myself
I cast death by my right hand
Just follow the stars or follow the sounds

Like what I be lacing up
Ah these?
These some Hidden By a Monk 3s
My train and bus connect smoother than jets refuelling mid flight
My pen writing this

they’ve got to lose, then they’ll come and follow you
I say life’s a game of chess ‘cause we’re all pieces in the game
We’re all pawns, we don’t matter, in

mi.
Biff boom bang

Chorus

One day mi ago crown king
Mi nuh expect everybody fi love mi
Part di crowd somebody call Moses
if dem follow mi style
Dem

a Stephen King novel
It's wild and I'm feeling hollow
Nostalgia for nights in the summer while whipping them porches and pushing the throttle
With

Bully my opponent I ain't bothered by his swing
Clip Apollo by the wings
If he flies he flies
Go and crown your fallen king
If he dies he dies

If he

They say my place is either pawn, a bishop or a king
But fuck all that shit cause from this day forward I ain't playing games
I'm not your dawg I'm not

or you can feast
But the crowd won't be appeased
By her light
But that don't make them right
That don't make them right

You can follow gods and sacred

night KP
But she still tryn’ creep tlc
I can’t blame her im the man
Black dominicano too smoove
So by her playin’ cool
She just blow me like a fan
Makes

Let me tell you one thing cuz lifes a fucking chess game
White goes first
Straight away they got a headstart
Starting with a handicap cuz they subpar

and demand; I'm The man to supply! Y'all like who came with this guy
Hell if I told you about how I'm surrounded
By potential it's essential drop everybody that

right now
They say it's lonely at the top
But I'm alone in the crowd

If there's a problem
Go on say it to my face bitch
I don't play the shit
Knock

done it
So Keep the ones who believe in you a lil closer
And keep the ones In disbelief by the reef cus they floaters
When you do it big they gon become

What's happening flippp
H town in this bitch indacut ent
Boss mane bishop in this motherfucker homie
Hit the interstate I'm moving
I'm jugging now