Its like finding feathers on a housecat
Lemme take yall somewhere else right now
its like searching for a needle in a haystack
Lemme get yall to zone out wit me, man
(it's aight, don't be scared)
Take yall niggaz left and center (zone out wit)
Bullshit
I hear the people talk (i hear yall)
Yes sir and when you walk (yall hear me)
Your kind is hard to find
Darling, i'm glad youre mine
Yall niggaz should twist up sumthin
Real real real tight right here
Zone out wit ya boy
If you dont smoke, grab you sumthin to drink
Mix it up right
If you dont smoke or drink
Man, just light up a inscense
Fuck it
Close ya eyes vibe wit me
I want yall to really hear me
I speak through music, I reach you dudes
We can get deeper in the dirt than cleat shoes
I refuse to lose
I peep you creeps three months in advance
I see right through ya, judas!
The man that I am and damn you dont know
The harder you go at me the harder I flow
Lets do this
I'm just a mirror reflectin your image
The minute you switch up your face I pick up the pace
There's nothin to it
Pull hammers from my waist
We can clap at this amateur pace
If that's what's crackin
Or we can play this on all madden
Can you even fathom not havin a fear in the world
I'm cool in my afterlife
If i'm readin these chapters right
Please what have you, I breeze through matthews
Bleed if I have you, you cowards die a thousand deaths
Fate fucks face-down on your house's steps
Are yall even gettin this message?
I aint bein aggressive
But if you testin my life then, shit I gotta answer
Gotta cut off the cancer, young'n, pull your pants up
You gettin too big for ya britches
You fuckin wit a dude that did it wit digits
Breathing's a privilege
Dont you know when youre defeated?
Wont you throw? Throw in the towel
I'm better with vowels
I'm a man of principles; damn-near invincible
In my own mind now that my soul's aligned
I didnt know before now my role's defined:
Take hold and control what's mine
Come and git me
Come and take my life, you comin wit me
Come and try to take me for granted
I'll take you off this planet
Dammit, man this is the gift from god
This aint have to stand
'til your arms are too short to box
Plus we knuckle up unorthodox
You can't take me off my grind get off my cock
Whatchu thought? It's da roc
I hear the
Back in the mix of the scuffle
Since '86 I was sick wit the hustle
Git a couple of chicks to touch you
Feather-weight fucker dont ever hate on the brothers
Heh-heh
Thought I was playin but you niggaz'll stop now
I aint gotta sell another record in my life
The blueprint 2, baby!
See yall in november (oh shit)
I hear the people talk (c'mon!)
Yes sir and when you walk (c'mon)
Your kind is hard to find
Darling, i'm
Darling, i'm
Darling, i'm
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