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Black Soprano Family - Bars On I-95 Freestyle

Joey Bada$$ - Reign [Prod. By Chuck Strangers]

1 BBS

15-Big K.R.I.T-Gumpshun

RUN! Feat. Thundercat

I got people up in Wilmer Texas who could hit you in yo necklace 

Drag and dump the body up in ferris Texas 

Bristol homies acting wreckless 

I was barely up in Ennis Texas 

I'm not with the functions 

Fuck assumptions 

Catch me outside of Texas 

I'm really with the shit 

I have homies who can kickdoor yo shit 

Straight up off the 6th Street with the blick

Up in Irving Texas with the heat 

Step around the gang you might end up put up on a chain 

R.I.P.

Not to me 

Only cause I got kids to feed 

I've always been known to stay up out the mix I stay up out the feed 

Call me a pussy but I am what the fuck I eat

The difference between me and y'all fucking haters is that I got way more heat underneath 

waiting to be unleashed 

ready to speak 

I've been racking up the digit green 

I've been on a different wave a different scene 

I've been living life as if I was deep up in a dream.


lemme say this.....its more fun posting lyrics 

onto facebook 

im not with the hooks 

thinking from the dome 

i hold my own 

i need artificial to keep 

jotting down its not beneficial 

fuck you if you say that im unofficial 

im  feeling sacrificial 

but ive made my own dismissal 

i need some benefits to boost my present into the hieroglyphs 

i am not for this 

but ive been beaten and damaged 

never turned cause i kept battling my faith 

it was hard to choose and manage 

but ive touched down once i had got that 8th 

its hard to state 

seeing evil witchcraft symbols in my fuckin sight 

battling ready to fuck satan up on fight or flight 

im not going down this bitch 

went down a fucking spiral 

trynna climb this latter but cant reach the high notes 

so im stuck in this spiral 

but its not never ending waiting for my turn to be transcending ascending 

dont wanna be too viral 

cause i dont want the title

who was asking me ?

i was too distracted by the damn tv 

telling me asking me 

that if i use chat gpt 

to write my shit lyrically 

who the fuck do i look like ? 

im using genetics through my brain chemistry 

spittin chemicals on this beat 

after i break and roll the trees 

you cant get high as me 

honestly im feeling like i should probably cheif 

and hit this money for another week 

i gotta second think 

ive been wreckin recollecting 

my memories on an old tape deck 

hanging on to this shit that i got spill with no spliff 

but a joint im smoking and thats the point 

proving myself to be harder doesnt really matter 

if i got status i told myself then why the fuck does it matter 

breeding new lifes does it matter ?

bitch yes it does really matter 

i came from generations of broken homes 

hearts really shattered 

i was at the corps trynna climb that ladder

to be stepping up to my thrown

and bitch i sat in it comfy livin lavish 

jettin gettin to this money baggage 

and ima take this shit for the claim 

im ducking dodging switching lanes 

im up in tha game 

but i got knocked down it was a homeless lonely tragedy 

thugging in them lonely streets 

i had to grind 

cut to the chase and got to the cheese 

im racking the money i bought a new whip 

crusin and smokin hotbox in tha whip

creepin at night im driving the pilot at night 

this window dont roll down on my side 

i seen a few lights 

thts when i gassed and got that left hook to my high 

im telling this why ?

we came from the group 

who handles the two 

i die and i wake up 

i channel the news 

on tha block in tha crib with the crew 

back when i was a kid a jit 

hopped off the porch to get it poppin 

i was raised to stand my ground aint never been stoppin 

no flocking ive been topping off this potion 

for another minute when i feel the pressure ima sip it till i feel it 

lean back when i feel it sky peelin when i open up



textronic - I'm really from Texas.mp3 (lyrics in description) lyrics by jvissy

[Intro: Julia Stiles]
I was doing just fine until you showed up
I hate the way you talk to me
And the way you cut your hair
I hate the way you drive my car
I hate it when you stare
I hate your big dumb combat boots
And the way you read my mind
I hate you so much, it makes me sick
It even makes me rhyme
I hate it, I hate the way you're always right
I hate it when you lie
I hate it when you make me laugh
Even more so when you make me cry

[Verse 1]
Money go-getter
What's her name, I'll get her
Fuck the fame, just came
I'm a young Memphis nigga
In my Jordan flip-flops with my hair in a knot
With a knot in my socks
And my chest in a slot

Nigga
All I fucking know is sex, money, and to rob
In a all white charger looking like the fucking Rock
On the block with the pot
Looking hot
For the cream of the crop
Don't stop
Fuck a cop
Do it till your heart drop

Joey Bada$$ - Reign [Prod. By Chuck Strangers]

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