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Got my diploma, but I never learned shit it school. Mo' money, Mo' bitches, Mo murdah fool.

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WHAT IT DO?

I live in The City Of Burnaby. Throw Yo B's Up Nigga!




I said doctor, doctor won't you help me?
So many sick thoughts see my mind ain't healthy.
Mad at the fact that I ain't wealthy, so I sell drugs ain't shit you could tell me.
When he got 10 cars and I got no car, waitin at the bus stop,I can't go far.
You ain't poor you don't know what it is like to be in my shoes man and see what I live like.
Now how can you live life 20 plus years old caught in a mid-life crisis.

Fuck who's the nicest.
It's about coppin them new devices, Italian ices, gaugin prices, when you on top you should see how life is.
So unrighteous, but it feels so good, mad at me like "he ain't no good", but I feel so good


I said doctor, doctor I need help now, ain't slept in years so I see a melt down.
Either that or permanent breakdown cause my "Hypeman" ain't learnin the breakdown.
I'm on tour now, my voice is tow down movin too fast but I can't slow down.
Doc said to rest time to cancel the show now.
Fans upset like I'm a No Show, "WOW".
But I ain't do it on purpose behind the fame man I'm a regular person.
But I feel worthless, the GIFT and
CURSE is if I fuck up my voice then it ain't worth it.
But I gotta give them what they purchased.
If I'm the disciple then what they worship is Hip Hop not just a couple of verses.
And doc hold up I'm just touchin the surface.

I said doctor, doctor I'm losin my mind quick.
Ain't been shot but it seems like I'm HIT.
Who woulda thought after all I did and all I gained I would call it quits.
5'9" but I'm tall as shit and skies the limit then watch how tall I get.
Wait, this is what other niggaz would call dreams but me this life meaning it was foreseen.
So why am I complainin GOD blessed me man, I'm an angel in training.
I done came in the game in a dash like Damon, predicted the reign man just like "Rain Man".
Down in the sun on the Island of Cayman while you and your main man stood on the main land.
Even real niggaz know what I'm saying.
Yeah shit changed but I ain't changin, for nobody.








OH, YEAH!

There is a chair. the chair walk, with shoes, la la la. he walk on the street walking, the chair, is walking



Gator boots with the pimped out Gucci suits
Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp
Can't pay my rent, cause all my money's spent
But that's okay, cause I'm Still Fly

Tick,tick,tick,tick,tick,tick,tick,tick.

Kam Gierz?

Grindin'

BROKEN BUNNY.

My Bunny.




yes its a.......

Find your inner fast.












my other bunnies......





Cold sweats
From bad dreams
I hope the Feds don't grab the team
Cause we been labeled as the trouble makers
We sell whole pies so you ain't got to cut the cake up
Tell no lies, so the Lord come and take us
Praise to Allah, hope the Lord He forsake us
And outlaws is what it made us
We live the fast life, and so we ball out major
Until I see a ribbon in the sky
Cop plush cars put ribbons on the ride
Due to my political ties
I can't roll around without the drip in the ride
And if my gun boys ain't hear of ya
You're lightweight I get the young boys to murder ya
You're looking at a cracker's worst nightmare
Young, black, rich and with a fresh pair Nikes
Boy you talk about my life here
Fuck wit OGs that put dice in the mirror
And they tell me that life's but a gamble
The media will turn your whole life into a scandal

Put my emotions aside
Cause they can never take my alive
I'm a ride
And don't cry
Cause Momma raised hell of a thug
And if I'm standing in front of the judge
He can never take me alive
I'm a ride
And don't cry

Poured off Bentley
Looking like steroids
Jetson car, I'm looking like Elroy
Maserati lookin' like a shark on land
Neiman Marcus edition, contraband
Neiman Marcus I'm in it, shopping and
Five thousand spent on pants, man
Bitches love it, niggas want it
So bad they wanna take it, but I kill 'em for it
Believe me, I'm like a bear that ain't get his porridge
You better stay out the forest, warning
It's Santana he fucks,
Money man, make you do a handstand for the bucks
I see you clear, my antennas is up
And that hand-scale is still in my pocket
What you want?
Dough boys in the trap, where ya at?
Coke dealer's in the hood, what's good?
Boy getting them bricks with the stamp on the shit
Well come meet the man that's stamping them bricks
Fly wit' the Byrds, or lie wit' the dirt
Your corpse, flies will emerge

They say your enemies is close, your friends even closer
Listening to 'Pac up ten in the roaster
Now, do you wanna ride or die?
Blowin' smoke in the air, getting high as the sky
I'm drunk staring B
I need therapy
The paranoia got me thinking conspiracy
Paper on the brain, the brain on the yayo
I make it off the plane I'm a land to a payroll
My right hand to God, put my right hand in the jar
And it all come back, like grams of the hard
You heard of us, the murders, the most shady
Been on the low lately, the Feds hate me
They try to put cuffs on me and my assailants
When I push fees through the streets, they be tailing
They try to catch me out of bounds
They know I got pistols if you catch me outta town
A thug changes, and love changes
And since 9/11, the price of the drugs changes



HAHAHA
Hondas.....


R.I.P Mac Drizzle.

OH, YEAH.




On some real shit
I gotta be the best
I gotta stay fresh
I represent the West
On some real shit
I'm all about the cash
A bitch wit some ass and some drink in my glass
On some real shit
We don't play no games
If you talk slick ya betta be prepared to bang
On some real shit
I got mo' bounce than an ounce
I'll do it to you bad for a large amount




Very Nice, High five.




Stabba stabba.


Peace Nigguh.