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Take a closer look at the Bars
you’ll see am not behind or in front of them
Am one of them
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I pave ways 
This here, is just a beast let out of its cage
You slap me in my face, I was part in a maze 
Now time out, softened people resistant by confirming there self opinion
I built this from the ground up and I’ll break it down off self incision 
Metallic handbags, self glistening 
You self imprisoned 
By helping the system, you give all glory to God 
But you still a selfish Christian 
Knowledge, wisdom 
understanding what a hell of a collision, the pharaoh slept inside a prism 
I bringing the raw shit cause I felt I was missing
Free extortionist, I got so many sons out here 
I deserve many abortions, if you took my style just give me a portion, I circle the orbits 
I want the fame and the fortune, I could never be dormant, felt Nipsey spirit on slaueson 
The tape was yellow, run with caution 
I was 13 with a random cross fit, she was all thick trying to make her draws fit 
I was in a household we’re the laws strict 
Go outside take off your kicks 
I gotta thank my moms, could’ve been in a orphanage 
#ankhlejohn 
#soabovesobelow by @lrdfrancis
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I carry million dollar dreams,  hundred dollar nightmares 
It’s right there, swish it in the air, like Mike did
(yeah) 
Make you feel the spirit, like Christ here 
Niggaz you type weird, I hit the gas, my tolerance high, I got a lil buzz lite year yeah 
Where am from, you’ll loose your life here
It’s like that, that backdoor, niggaz will see your baby mother and try to pipe that (shit)
They sentence you to 20 years, you don’t even know if your gonna get life back 
They took that a as an opportunity, ain’t no love in this community (not a all)
I had a dream about chef tha prince last night an it kinda ruined me, hallucinating  subconsciously I guess the spiritually growing me, most time to get the job done it’s gonna take like two of me 
I drop gems, jewelry, musically am just try to create the unity
Got niggaz passive aggressive, won’t look in your eyes when you ask a questions 
I can’t show you the fork in the work, you might need the poster’s blessings 
I look at the clock an it about 30 minutes pass 11, you was suppose to be here at noon, that’s pass impressive 
Police killing niggaz unjustified, watching mothers cry, we gonna fuck around and slide, you fucking up our pride 
I gotta watch niggaz with one with in a pic with the other eye, fuck around and get cockeyed trying to decide(whaaat, whaaat !)
#ankhlejohn 
#asabovesobelow by @lrdfrancis
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Mama said the Lord gon’ bless us
Mama said, mama said
Mama said the Lord gon’ bless us
Then out came the landlord beef an’ stress us
Mama said the Lord gon’ bless us
Mama said, mama said
Mama said the Lord gon’ bless us
The dope bought us shit the food stamps couldn’t get us
Mama said the Lord gon’ bless us
That’s what mama said, that’s what mama said
#50cent 
#9shots by @lrdfrancis
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Oh man, I fucked up, nana gon’ kill me
Whenever shit can go wrong it always will
See, seven grams of cocaine, three grams of dope
Saint Mary medallion hanging from my rope
Try to punk me and my gun smoke
Look, I’m outta control, my gun go
Off like it’s legal, call the cops, you need to
Give ‘em my description, I ain’t bullshittin’
My high school sweetheart love didn’t last long
Niggas start flashing that bread and she was gone
That hurt me like the bullet in my calf then
My next girl was a pain in the ass
I got two shots left, in case niggas try to get me
That’s nine shots, we just call it fifty
#50cent 
#9shots by @lrdfrancis
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I was innocent then, I ain’t do no wrong
She said, “You mommy little man, “ I said, “Yep, uh huh”
She was everything to me, when she came, I just lit up
Sunday morning I was so sharp, all did up
It was welfare hustlin’, they killed her for that
The first shot, bullet wound in my back
I’m fucked up, look at my sneakers, I’m fucked up
Now I’m on my own, mommy gone
Sam said, “You a young boy, why your clothes look so old?
You don’t need fish, little nigga, you need a pole
You don’t need no new kicks, you need an O”
Chop that, bag it, get right back at it
That touched me, it hit me in my heart
I’m a hustler, homie, you was giving me my start
I am what I am, Sabrina’s only baby
Practicing in the mirror, pulling out my .380
#50cent 
#9shots by @lrdfrancis
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Killed a half a ticket on the whip, ‘least worth a hald a slab
Split a half a brick and bled the strip, ain’t need no maxi pad
Mad maxin’, beam on the glowstick blue as the last dragon
Judge maxin’ niggas out, might as well help him pack his bags
Ashy knuckles packin’ up them tenders, strapped up in the bimmer
10k in a bag of ruffles, sensei when it come to ether
Just take all my ethikas, concreature hard body, no carbon copy replicas
Price range always cheaper than most of my competitors
Brodie asked, “what you want from the store?” told him “the register”
Grandma pray for me, don’t bless me out, shame on the messenger
Can’t prey on the weak, no, we the type to prey on the predator
They shot my little brother eight houses down from Jessica
Live in living color, Wayne county, don’t need no editors
Know my life a screenplay
Been known for fish scalin’, somethin’ like a stingray
Just hope a nigga make it out this shit with a clean slate
What else?

Growin’ up the shit a nigga seen, it wasn’t for no child
Can’t count on my hands who I can trust, but I can count on god
Pops ain’t have no job, but work was scheduled like nine to five
Servin’ out the super 8, red-roofin’ econo lodge
Wakin’ up for school and you see fiends all in the living room
Bangin’ needles, can’t say I grew up with no silver spoon
Spot slapboxin’, j’s standin’ in a single file
Grandma was my angel, but my momma raised a demon child
Grandma was my angel, but my momma raised a demon child
#boldyjames 
#218bojay 
#nicholascraven 
#trappersalley3 by @lrdfrancis
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2 months ago
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Hundred strip the long way, this shit can’t fit in no money clip
Turn the split to a four-way, finna dump the whole one twenty-six
Takin’ penitentiary chances, damn near on the brink of sniffin’ blow
Brick of Bill Laimbeer, got more three one links than a Figaro
Chuckin’ deuces on Stahelin, 227
Don’t confuse it with no southern playalistic Cadillac funky music
This that hell block, Curtis Curb, hully gully rooted
Top side, before you cop this shit, come have your junkie toot it
Hundred units every other month, my niggas runnin’ through em
Thumbin’ through a check ain’t nothin’ new, kilo my double Cubans
I was only three when I first found out that my unc’ was using
Sold dope all my life, if I don’t know shit, I know what I’m doin’
When it come to turnin’ one to two, this shit got buddy droolin’
Girly wishin’ we can jump the broom, but ain’t no honey moonin’
I be zoomin’, known to keep that a1 like an honor student
Nigga play with us gon’ end up laid up in a trauma unit

Growin’ up the shit a nigga seen, it wasn’t for no child
Can’t count on my hands who I can trust, but I can count on god
Pops ain’t have no job, but work was scheduled like nine to five
Servin’ out the super 8, red-roofin’ econo lodge
Wakin’ up for school and you see fiends all in the living room
Bangin’ needles, can’t say I grew up with no silver spoon
Spot slapboxin’, j’s standin’ in a single file
Grandma was my angel, but my momma raised a demon child
#boldyjames 
#218bojay 
#nicholascraven 
#trappersalley3 by @lrdfrancis
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Let’s slow it down
Was I moving too fast for you?
Let’s slow it down, then
If you gotta slow it down, I won’t laugh at you
Let’s slow it down
Slow it down
Might be moving too fast for you
Was I moving too fast for them? Slow it down
Let’s slow it down
Upon closer inspection, they really are non-threatening
I bomb first and I stretch it
Instigators causing these problems
that’s why I question everything and everybody
that’s aiming in this direction
That’s why I sound like I been spending time in spa
Thinking ‘bout the days I first heard I became a star
Words from my A&R, I’m noticin’ that they notice me
Gun and a mean mug and was slow to speak
Now I hold meetings over cold sake and kobe beef
Hockey jersey, a hoodie underneath
Set up the trust, appoint the trustee
Corporations is the modern day custees
My flow is the hard substance, mastered at Bernie Grundman
The stovetop and oven, my company going public
I see the puppets, they movin’ like they the judges
But Nas in all the subjects, it’s hard for you to catch up with
Let’s slow it down
Was I moving too fast for you?
Let’s slow it down, then
If you gotta slow it down, I won’t laugh at you
Let’s slow it down
Slow it down
Might be moving too fast for you
Was I moving too fast for them? Slow it down
Let’s slow it down
I might be movin’ at lightspeed
I landed icy in Iceland to sightsee
This long mink on me pricey
I might perm up my shit like I’m Ice-T
American Pimp I’m on time and
Only thing that I pimp is this rhymin’
I made that work for me back since the 90’s
That’s the daily affirmations to remind me
I might be movin’ at lightspeed
To do what I’m doin’s unlikely
This new urgency’s perfectly hurtin’ ‘em
Send these suckers to emergency nightly
#nas
#hitboy 
#magic2 by @lrdfrancis
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Nas like the Nazca Lines, could only be seen from up high
Only the true understand me, but I see ‘em as family
I saw this shit when I was fourteen, I counted on it
I was born at dawn with a powerful, poignant style they wanted
Never dissin’ for clout
Y’all know what this about
Niggas try to deflect from the fact people saw them fizzle out
The people saw them try to make hit songs that went wrong
This about the money, right? ‘Cause all that shit done been gone
Let’s throw a nickel at the wishing well rappers
Watch it sink to the bottom, and I wish ‘em all happiness
I’m in the cut, attention-needers need to front
See ‘em front, the world watchin’ them shine, that’s all they want
And I always get my cut, imagine that making you mad
I’m just a real version, they don’t make ‘em like that
Never had to get the youth to relate for the bag
And since they smarter than us, they know Nas was once they age
Made they pay grade, the youngster phase
Same mistakes, the times have changed
Tryin’ not to touch the cage, but touch interior
In the front is the trunk, that’s the custom carrier
Let’s play a game, I hand you a king of diamonds
The hand is faster than the eye, check in your pocket
I snap my fingers, I’m up in smoke like The Chronic
Disappear, reappear, right in front of your optics
#nas
#hitboy 
#magic2 by @lrdfrancis
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