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have a seat, let ‘em settle in(and) don’t be scared

if this is just a settlement then settle with thirds

i sat(set) up nice(nights) writing, don’t get the

credit i deserve

i’m the one sending references

i’m who edit them words

i don’t ask to be credited

i just check for the debit deposit, observe(absurd)

while you sit and observe

i did service for all them platinum hits in the live

jam

you know, let there be light(lyt, album) was god’s plan(song, bible)

you’d think i jot with god hands
i was being a handyman

hamburger helper for the logo

jumped in the meek beef just for the promo

i guess this how the show go when you show low

respect for those who respect and neglect you

i was the first adonis, i made you pop(dad)

you ain’t tell the world who i was

stay quite, chillin, was mad but held back, ain’t

have the right feeling(filling)

just know when they too fake(toothache) you

right(write) wit’ ‘em

don’t ride wit’ ‘em, you tight wit’ ’em

stuck in the hype, they just tell you to type
don’t get the invite to the mansion party

i see how the jew do

i had the location, got it from nunu

you asked me to come and battle at the function

don’t f-ck with the sunken places

just a taste, i ain’t f-ckin’ wit’ you,”

oh we got some problems

told you i was working with triple x

don’t reply to my texts

now that he died i regret, not sending a verse

back

but what’s even worse you know who came and

tried to merk that boy
oh i’m talking too much

trailing, i’m walkin’ too much

see the youth died, this sh-t is sick, they

coughing(coffin) too much

trolling so i can take control of the stalkers who

stuck

algorithms down in my crowd decision notice all

the trolls got big

but my sh-t the lowest

i’m superman to these b-tches

to get the attention then i gotta save’em

that is why i behave dumb

that is why i became some type of internet clown

under the stares(stairs, movie) they hate me for clowning

but follow those with colourful hair

sixty-nine(6ix9ine) ways to block me

was they being c-cky?

i’m just too sick dog, the rabies done got me

scabies is high-key(hockey), the babies in watts

see, why see not an option

think of yc, racks on racks

keep it a stack at the top they keeping the black-

on-black plot

blacks don’t rap about black-owned stack

property

n-ggas droppin’ albums, makin’ cracks on pack

poverty

what’s sad: the fans think it’s a great song

but why none of y’all helping out akon?

light(lyt) work for the homeland

you’re probably in your mansion choppin’ lobster

one trip back to the homeland, waka flaka

give it all back, chains, cars, all that

let a n-gga see(sea) it’s no more slave ships

we aborigine, history(his story) lies

the mystery rise

mister reading his books, but readin’ still is the

trap

native tongue hung, english

old english, we fiending for tall cans

awe man, y’all men evil

every nut feel different, god said he made all men

(almond) equal

capital st–z, prodigy, triple x, left eye, odb

the anomaly

every n-gga that spoke up for our people got a

depot

home depot, mexican

i’m hoping this work

i have been too focussed

i’m ready to die for being outspoken

i’m conscious but still locing(crip)

i’m crippled(crip), still a stand up n-gga

without the crutches

no marchin’ wit’ my hands up

tell my people “we better lift the cans up”

to get rid of the cancer

this the only answer, iverson(iversen)

i have been surviving in the slums

dodging rivals who love thuggin’

it’s crazy how the enemies is really my

blood(gang) cousins(cuz)

my cousins bleed the same

we thug from kids

no matter how much you crippin’

when you get shot, you need blood to live

it’s vital, fido dog who stay by the bodies

shorty load up the shottie, one shot and we come

up short

webster hall, don’t expect to ball in a

circle

the feelings’ll rise, your homies’ll hurt you

see the curfew, you get in your feelings(sp-ce-filling), n-ggas’ll

curve you

show your street side, don’t let beef slide

slippery cow on the east side

it’s crazy how the east coast love me

but the east coasters a slug me

k!llin’ thugs in my circle

show no pity

my city go silly(celie) for color purple(crip, movie)

get a glimpse

we cry in the purple rain(reign, future)

screamin’ that bz really the prince

believe me the prints, he left in a bz lot

we starvin’ for leaders(liters), left bulimic

bulimia, see the kids

throw-up signs(sigh)

we glorify on a grape(crip) vine

when my partners move, chop got the tools

it’s ironic how when our cribs die(dye) we got the

blues

well(whale), moby d-ck started k!lling, living to get

old

give praise to the bricks, it only leave you with

missed goals

the project: government profit

i forget sharif was the prophet

boyz n the hood took chris ball

menace ii society told the people to stop and start

living good

y’all watchin’ a movie but it was filmed inside my

hood

i seen caine(cane corso)

ziggy and durant ran the ally when d’s(dogs)

came

this ain’t a hood movie

this was a true story

a unit with the staircase

felt this was a two story

kids just building-up anger

hang with the n-ggas who hangout, in the hood

fly as a plane hanger

say the wrong word, you dead

n-ggas is playing hangman

stickin’ around the bodies

do y’all see the stick in the ground?

they kickin’ us down, we wanna kick it

cl!ckin’ it on our own

pick up picket signs when they wrong

do we get the signs? this a sinus, you don’t smell me

thinking musk tang(mustang), is this how it shall

be(shelby)?

is this how mich-lle be next to obama?

my mama next to my father

please tell me god:

how could i focus in a broken home?

only way to get dough is if i broke in

homes(holmes)

back to waka flaka

oh let’s do it, my crew wit’ it, i’m too legit

get down, your stomach a big round, a hula clip

you ballin’ but still get chopped thinkin’ i’m new to

(neuter) this

spades(spayed) was the card i played

gazed at the n-ggas since pickin’ my friends

i got friends in the knicks

i wish we could kick it again

when is sh-t finna stop?

the plot is constipation

the hood all stars, hood constellations

to finish this all we need is god’s who patient

let’s finish the conversation

i am waiting for a hundred grapes

no more huntin’ grapes

a hunnit bounty hunters, a hundred grapes

n-gga remember they hung us

the real enemy is really amongst us

we the monsters on lock

we just need to key-free the youngsters who are

stuck in a box

we get paired up wit’ the energy, we come from

the block

we should square up with the enemies who stuck

us in watts

c-cksuckers rushin’ the cops, oh don’t cop-out

tell ’em ca ca, tell ’em b-dog(be dog)

if we all emerge the hood, then watts’ll evolve

big wayne and lil one

k!lla twine and wolfy, call the real ones

our fight ain’t with each other, our fight is with all

these pilgrims

respect in our hood, we gotta protect it

don’t neglect the plot, it’s negligent

higher ups gon’ reject the block

we don’t show no respect to the other side

but yet we respect the cops

when they k!ll us we get mad and go k!ll our

k!llers

deal our dealers’ life for the drugs

drug us in cells for sellin’ drugs on a cell

then we celebrate, screaming “free the homie”

we should go free the homie from enemy lines

we got many g’s with the energy, insidious times

see we really lying to the higher ups

watts tower, the wire stuck

the higher mention our priors

don’t try your luck, don’t pry us

it’s just richard pryor, screen(scream) comedy

the fable, they label me the anomaly

’cause imma meet(meat) with all of the n-ggas the

hood was tryna beef wit’

if i am keepin’ it real for christ, then

i’m just a black boy with light skin(lytskin)

- daylyt

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