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deeare

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lost

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16 Feb 2018

Puttin' Imperium on the map bitch Only the physical in which Tried to flip then you fronted Y'all young boys in this, I'm wanted He never thought he'd think of killing himself Want the job done right you gotta do it yourself Reach for whats mine, pull out the fuckin nine towards My credentials are filled with allocates and awards Damn I've admired every touch of that shit You feeling me kid, than turn it up a bit When the guns come out, Y'all could go flat A reality show for the audience to gasp at We do it like no one else, it's serve self Out here in these crazy streets, And I'ma take care myself I excite you and wet you, before I get in you Did he ever tell you some things that a playa do Love is like water, flowin, flowin every which way Or runnin' away, so hear what I say If you don't believe me go an ask a friend In the streets, on beats, on every stage I attend I'm keepin all my photos in my 23rd song An you can't tell them that they're wrong Bird island, know that I'm smilin A facelift, face it, Psych' is whylin Fuck buyin kitty cases and city lights Pass the mic device, get zapped in fights Hit you in the head with a proper hammer I'm the man that you think you are! Make dance what a nigga say I dont even swing that way Toss ten in ya heart Got the heart to play the part Brawl, assail the knives are terrible Letters from your fans keep the situation bearable So they ain't gotta do the shit that I did Kids 'cause they did, pop the fucking lid Cats try but they don't come near I just surpass MC's cause it's me they fear My serial number is 8, I bring terror Check it, folks are consumed by the error The smirks to the T-shirts, the nervous to the certain But now that I'm rich, my old friends are forgotten If you poppin shit y'all kids is just hatin I'm on the grind tryin to get mine instead of waitin Where we be feelin' the beat, tuckin' the piece With Maurice, that's shield in the lease The 3rd's word, guide you as we spark this Sit ya ass on the toilet, everytime you take a piss Survival, hard ecnomoics and there's players in the sequel Treated her foul never as an equal It ain't easy with eighty ends I'm feeling real freaky girl, bring your friends You caught in this web of the spider The official, four-oh-five Friday, sound provider Murder muthafuckas, monster mashary, assault and battery New tricks for mind trips my flattery You know who nigga, got wholesale on hold sale If he would've did it, he would've got no bail I'm trynna see what's underneath of what you got on Through my name I be remembered when I'm dead and gone I'm workin hard son certain to get the job done Your soul, so crazy like the birth of a son I wanna take a minute tram back with the mainstream Credit ain't shit without CREAM, I mean I dream The genesis, beginning stages, to overcome it is so outrageous And its called ignorance, and its highly contagious Keep the heat on me at all times Ayo I use to pitch nicks, now I spit rhymes Nigga fuck X and Coke, we gon' blow your mine They'll have you actin like the sun don't shine Funk - is a part of my life Don't blink or think twice, might hit your wife

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Puttin' Imperium on the map bitch Only the physical in which Tried to flip then you fronted Y'all young boys in this, I'm wanted He never thought he'd think of killing himself Want the job done right you gotta do it yourself Reach for whats mine, pull out the fuckin nine towards My credentials are filled with allocates and awards Damn I've admired every touch of that shit You feeling me kid, than turn it up a bit When the guns come out, Y'all could go flat A reality show for the audience to gasp at We do it like no one else, it's serve self Out here in these crazy streets, And I'ma take care myself I excite you and wet you, before I get in you Did he ever tell you some things that a playa do Love is like water, flowin, flowin every which way Or runnin' away, so hear what I say If you don't believe me go an ask a friend In the streets, on beats, on every stage I attend I'm keepin all my photos in my 23rd song An you can't tell them that they're wrong Bird island, know that I'm smilin A facelift, face it, Psych' is whylin Fuck buyin kitty cases and city lights Pass the mic device, get zapped in fights Hit you in the head with a proper hammer I'm the man that you think you are! Make dance what a nigga say I dont even swing that way Toss ten in ya heart Got the heart to play the part Brawl, assail the knives are terrible Letters from your fans keep the situation bearable So they ain't gotta do the shit that I did Kids 'cause they did, pop the fucking lid Cats try but they don't come near I just surpass MC's cause it's me they fear My serial number is 8, I bring terror Check it, folks are consumed by the error The smirks to the T-shirts, the nervous to the certain But now that I'm rich, my old friends are forgotten If you poppin shit y'all kids is just hatin I'm on the grind tryin to get mine instead of waitin Where we be feelin' the beat, tuckin' the piece With Maurice, that's shield in the lease The 3rd's word, guide you as we spark this Sit ya ass on the toilet, everytime you take a piss Survival, hard ecnomoics and there's players in the sequel Treated her foul never as an equal It ain't easy with eighty ends I'm feeling real freaky girl, bring your friends You caught in this web of the spider The official, four-oh-five Friday, sound provider Murder muthafuckas, monster mashary, assault and battery New tricks for mind trips my flattery You know who nigga, got wholesale on hold sale If he would've did it, he would've got no bail I'm trynna see what's underneath of what you got on Through my name I be remembered when I'm dead and gone I'm workin hard son certain to get the job done Your soul, so crazy like the birth of a son I wanna take a minute tram back with the mainstream Credit ain't shit without CREAM, I mean I dream The genesis, beginning stages, to overcome it is so outrageous And its called ignorance, and its highly contagious Keep the heat on me at all times Ayo I use to pitch nicks, now I spit rhymes Nigga fuck X and Coke, we gon' blow your mine They'll have you actin like the sun don't shine Funk - is a part of my life Don't blink or think twice, might hit your wife

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