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The whole been in shambles!
Everybody
I'm changin' the channel!

Kendrick
The people's
I'm animal for

Career damaging verses, meditating with lit
I like my raps prolific
Since on lunch tables and park benches
And I won't mention my ten hours in training
juggling gang, bangin'
My was tremendous
And now we look at the as quick submission
They tappin' out before we get a chance to miss 'em
What this about, is it or skill!?
Maybe it's and I got large amounts of it, it's real
You see my oath is very unbreakable, my style is never

I can see y'all

To be the God emcees, you know me
Ridiculous, venomous, hate in my heart, the
Run for cover, my lineage prove
I'm rollin' deep in paper like two Adeles
Before scholars, I tighter than virgin lips
We had to shake the game up and you're through turbulence
Everything is stakes nowadays, that's how it played nowadays
It's like an to the face nowadays
I'm laced nowadays, my gun is off the waist
It's seven and retainer for the case nowadays, I'm talking
Higher power, every other hour since Eddie
stash boxes and lead showers, breaking the padlock
And the dead dying a thousand deaths, entire lion
Surround with bears, watch it nigga, you share a profit, ah!
This is they want, I'm the one
This is vintage 1980 - somethin'
I'm the son of the that got you niggas on
Play with him, you better off voting for Donald Trump
I'm yelling Mr West for president
He probably let me get some inside the residence
I'm in the House goin' all out
Bumping Dropout, God-bless Americans
Nothing more influential rap music
I jazz fusion with the trap music
I mix black soul some rock and roll
They never box me in, I'm David Blaine-ing all you
Oh yea, go there, my DNA is DMT, I'm so rare
My jewelry now is wilder than the new
A locomotive couldn't me down in my cobra
Runnin' this shit with pair, son of my bitch, I might demolish
A right in front ya, chico, what have you done here?
D-Bo, all of it one year, to California
It get annoying, niggas deploy him
And wanna adore him, but industry shitting for him
Probably thinking it's for him, one me
Swallowed the key and kicking the in, never leasing my foreign
Mr. Valedictorian the game before them
Listen to you with boredom, baby rappers, them
To the grave I deport them, corporations extort
I'm off my endorphins, I alien mighty morphin'
My radius rather gorgeous, hundred bill to the
Hundred mil in my fortune, they me back in the morning
You're racing against the tortoise, pace myself important
myself with the wisdom my playerism enormous
So pay the man for performance, saucy all of my
Jimi Kendrix performing, this fucking studio
I tell a bitch don't me
I kill this whole fuckin' beat if let me
Ib never sent the instrumental
Every time I writing I get sentimental
shit is just not fair
But why the fuck should I
The story of your life
Two young stars was born and y'all die here
Oh Lord, be the yams
Billboard list need 2Pac
But 9 makes sure he lives on, yeah!
Hoochie, coochie, pussies in a

Every day a celebration, but even the valley me
Is not validation, nigga TDE
And my doggies be salivating, salaries, ratings
And casualties all me, don't make me do demonstrations

Murder my and burning my finger traces
Adjourning my power patience and earning payments
I'm sorry not relating, this party is reservated
I kill this muthafucking beat if J. Cole say it
My nigga Ib the instrumental, I gotta slay it
I gotta lay it, gotta show you fuckers I'm not to with
The ruckus had been my favorite, King Kunta the fuckin'

my leather...
(Nah I'm just fuckin' ya)