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There's a right now somewhere
He at the table with a of Apple Jacks
And reading the back of the cereal
And in the Apple Jacks he's writing some shit
And he my spot
I'ma find him though, I'ma him.
I don't want no

we always do at this time, Cole blowin' your mind
Hey dummy, this no accident, all of was designed
Took my time, crept from
And I opened up your blinds, and shine!
World, same nigga used to drive around with yo girl
In my mama's Civic, now I'm out here get it
I ain't like you lame ass niggas, boy I spit it how I it
So when you see me in the streets, man I got a mimic
Cause I ain't got an to uphold, this real shit
I ain't got a gimmick, I flow and niggas went nuts for
The boy that set fire to the
In a game full of liars it turns out that I'm the
Some say that rap's alive, it turns out that I'm the
'Cause the ones y'all thought would the day can't even tie my boots
The ones y'all could hang with me can't even tie my noose
Let words be my bullets nigga, I don't rhyme I shoot
Bang!

Before I
I pray to the Lord, my soul to
My soul to take, my soul to take, my soul to

Lord I dreamin' bout the paper, get rich 'fore I see my life caper
Hope my get to see Jamaica before she meet her maker
Our hoop was never enough to ever be a Laker
But words I record got me ballin', Jordan
than a rapper this a natural disaster
Boy, I'm meaner than Katrina mixed Gina
"Shut up, Cole!", this is for my back home
Homes, Bo?
is for them bitches that played me, waddup ho?
No I ain't mad, it's sad, you went bad to real bad
Two kids that even know their real dad
sad, baby girl I wish you still had it
Then you could get a taste of livin' Villematic
Cole still at it, y'all be talkin' about the same shit
Than how I feel about it, mama was a real
why I don't respect that lyin' ass white shit you talkin'
Cole funerals, you might fit the coffin

Get on your job lil man, ain't Saturday!
We in two lanes, you can't navigate
We in two different games, you playin' patty
Brother lame, you're Shane Battier
You out of shape, my run a mile a minute
The the limit, I'm so high, I'm divin' in it
My rides is tinted, my gettin' slobbed up in it
She hollerin' God, man you would've thought God was in it
But just a nigga God invented
The best out, foolish pride'll make you not it
Word, shit ain't vibe nigga, why you noddin' with it?
The hate in your blood can't your soul from vibin' with it
Now you all conflicted cause my is wicked
And my hoes is and all of yours is pickin' me
'Cause they know a star when see a star, nigga
Ain't even got to fuck him to know he a raw
I got her in my bedroom, but cheer up,
You saved so hoes, you a hero nigga!
of honor, I'm feelin' on top like Pac
When he slept with
Hey, is death before dishonor
Get arrested and forget to my mama
She got enough to about
My gonna get me out
Then we hit the club the thugs and the liquors
No criminal record but I'm makin' criminal
it ironic? Isn't it iconic?
Jacket so you wouldn't even try on it
But it fit me perfect, I purchase it if I it
The on my shoulder, so no girl, you can't cry on it
When you make a of the greatest aye, am I on it?
Maybe not yet but bitch I got the set
It goes tick-tock, on lock
Sun gon' shine but the won't stop
Oh no!

If I should die I wake
I to the Lord, my soul to take
My to take, my soul to take