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So now ladies and gentleman it’s star time are y’all ready for star time?
More time with family and friends, more life (what?)
More time to get it right
It’s only me but i’m seeing four shadows in the light
My demons visit me every night (what?)
To the most high i’m forever indebted
I know i gotta pay something, i know that day’s coming
I put it all in the music
Because if i don’t say it here then i won’t say nothing
Could feel my hand getting tired from holding the grudges
Two birds, one stone, my aim is amazing
I need to start losing my sh#t
Just to show you n#gg#s who hatin’ (what?)
Too reserved like i called ahead for me and my lady
Free c5, how the f#ck we got the boss waiting (what?)
Ever since the blue bas#ment i found god and i lost patience
Between rocks and hard places of all places
Spotted everywhere like dalmatian
Cops snoop around now ’cause all my dogs famous
Please welcome the october fall baby (what?)
Vaughan road academy, star player, my mind’s not all there
Used to carry a lot of dead weight like a pallbearer
People too scared to tell the truth so it’s all dares
Counted us all there and we all square (what?)
Quick money, i’m in and out
My dad used to use a soap bar ’til it’s thinning out
But sh#t, look at dennis now
All stacy adams and linnen’d out (star time!)
More blessings for sandy and him, more life (what?)
My parents never got it right, but
God bless ’em both, i think we all alike
We all wide awake late at night (what?)
Thinking on what to change
If we do get to do it twice in a another life (what?)
Scared to go to sleep now
’cause being awake is what all my dreams were like
Back when the bar i set for myself was out of sight
Tell me how i went and did chin ups
On this sh#t when i can’t see it
Pin ups of meagan good and pam grier, soul sisters
Inspired my old scriptures
Now that feeling gone like them old pictures
Mixing liquors got us both twisted
Words get so vicious, you just stare at me
While you roll swishers
Girl i love you, but i don’t miss you
And no matter what year it is i’m an 06’er
Go figure, cold n#gg#, stay in school man
f#ck the rap game, it’s all lies and it’s all filthy (what?)
2 percent of us rich and the rest of these n#gg#s all milk it
Got two of my n#gg#s off with a not guilty (yeah)
Gave back to the city and never said it
If i didn’t live it but still they try to tell you i’m not the realest (uh)
Like i’m some privileged kid that never sat through a prison visit
Or like it was just handed to me tied with a ribbon
I never worked to get it (what?)
I need at least seven days with chloe sevigny
Since i saw brown bunny, it ain’t never been the same (what?)
I ain’t gon’ tell ya that i’ve never been a lame, but
Ever since with hov, i got that roc-a-fella chain
Man, sh#t just changed (what?)
sh#t just changed (what?)
My n#gg# dame said let’s get this change
Get this thing, iphone thing
Hop on 〈.?.〉 then i hit that thing
And eventually there’s gon’ be so many n#gg#s
〈.?.〉 pool party on the weekend, that’s the business
There’s one white girl told me she hate white c#ck
That’s when i knew hip hop was the new rock
When you know you gotta keep your business zip-loc’d (what?)
Cause the n#gg# still got her gucci flip-flops
〈.?.〉 take her on a c-cold adventure
Old b#tches know i put the dick on they dentures
Might tell ’em lexington steele is my mentor
Famous people act so damn pretentious, huh?
What she need is an hour of some inches, huh?
Got a thick dick hopping on some trenches, huh?
Got the fruit of islam in the trenches huh?
Even though they know yeezus is a christian, huh?
She spent a whole check on some christians, huh?
And that b#tch ain’t even religious, huh?
I’m respected, i’m way too prestigious
Y’all m#th*rf#ck*rs throwing bows like riddick
Crack coke, crack sale, white n#gg#s got mail
Might drop a baby line and call that sh#t pastel (what?)
With your praying hands (what?)
For you lil’ n#gg#s, i’m way advanced (what?)
And i don’t write rhymes, i write tattoos
And when i die, they build statues
You n#gg#s ain’t got the cashews (what?)
From the city where cash rules (what?)
Okay here’s another bad mood
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