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casket
I'm not trippen on how much money I made or where my cash went
It's nothing but paper
And that paper can vanish
Really wish I knew much more Spanish

It's that 80s baby, spent the 90s with a Nike trim
Used to want the trainers with the lights in
We made it through millennium bugs
The rise

a big dream, fuck lean
 I'm a pheen for the big things 
White tee, ripped jeans be Amiri
Fear me, don't want that fake love near me

Baby, are u going

burn your father
Cousins, sister, brother, baby, mama, nephew
Niece, or granny, burn, your pet, and nanny

Let me speak muhfuckers
All of my haters are

mind a mess
All the babies get killed
They'll be know us left
Think

Thinkin bout My brothers Volvo
Riding 5 deep to go hoop yo
Whip broke down  every

hopes where the people could fly 
Past judges and black cloaks, gavels, yards with gravel 
Hazardous alleyways, smoke in the labyrinth 
Annie are you

watch my back or get hit with the beam
I'm stuck in my head like a movie scene
Always thought of acting would be the dream
Waited too long eight hours

like a raisin
Like why these brothers wanna test my patience
Acting up when you're still living in your mum's basement
Hate guys that chat for the 'gram,

History of Rap

Jimmy Fallon

Blow Your Pants Off [Deluxe Version]

2012

forever/Statue of Liberty/Long live the World Trade/Everybody sing it/Everybody sing it/In New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of/ There???s nothing

Pornographic

Tech N9ne

All 6's and 7's [f.y.e. Exclusive CD/DVD]

2011

a photo

Debbie does Dallas
Doggy does Debbie
Baby are you ready
This shit is gettin' heavy
Dippin' like a Chevy
Hold it real steady
Double up

whoah whoah
We made it we made it (Yeah we made it baby)
Damn
It’s time to make some rhymes
It’s time to do what u like
It’s time to make some flow
No

where I can rap for a living
A life where I won't feel missing
A life where people are nice, I'll fit in and won't be made to feel different

I am a nice

I PRAISE YAH 
HE THE ONE
THAT ARRANGED IT 

AND YEA WE MARCHING IN LIKE SOLDiERS WE COMMANDO
HIS LOVE FOR ME DONE REALLY MADE A CHURCH UP OUT

the system made to betray us
Built this country from the ground and put each other in cages
Artists where y’all craft went
Ain’t showing up on the tracks

it play uh
Say what you want and I'll play you some violin
Let's make a record won't ya like to be my friend
Like to be higher then
Right where you are

vodka and cream 

It was just a dream for a team 
Citing the best since I was a teen 
Now my lyrics are aiming across the bloodstream 
I’ll chill in my

don’t Fucking hear me
Coral Springs raised me but Lower east made me
These lyrics are alarm clocks slap These niggas wake em
They told me bring that crack

Gotta Get Up

Black Sheep

Non-Fiction

1994

York to where I be on the ladder
Fatter, got your bitch saying "Baby, what's the matter?"
As a matter of fact, it's Dres the knuckle-dragger
With a fresh

This ain't normal

I was told by my brother
You gotta pop off give in to the hunger
Don't tell nobody just stay undercover
Knock all their socks off

deeper
Lyrics paint the image of a kid who was unhappy
Down in sun valley where the goons mugged daddy
But we found the addy left him in the mud gagging

though the skies are grey I know it's better days
I was born a star soon to be a baller
Gotta get the money cause it keep calling
Made it out the trenches

Me & My Microphone

A+

Latch-Key Child

1996

to stay committed
Kedar and the Smith brothers made me stick with it
Now we politicin', on a mission tryin' to make decisions
To keep her on the cut

never been low (Nah)
Don't battle no demons, you do if you broke
I never been reaching, my lyrics are quotes (Facts)
Ain't been on your wave, you cant

coming next
Man I don't know
Yo, let's see where the music goes
Each wack Emcee gets dragged down by undertow
Sneakers made of concrete pavers
Noah built