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Que Lastima

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Two stepping with a weapon on me Doing the hammer dance, Imma rep this, show me You don't want to advance incorrectly homie Get a check to your neck and [?] key We in the Midi, and mind you we major Put it back on the map in the mind of a hater In a mode of attack, I'm the alpha omega Chop a couple of rails, do a line of it later These are the breaks, the game's in a sling Y'all motherfuckers better kneel, kiss the ring Fans want me to do a song with And I got to say I don't see that happening Rap at the king, come for the crown f******u pay me, I puff puff pound Grab at the bling, bum rush the crowd They don't really want me to bust bust ground Just touched down, 81 6 Pinto music and 81 bricks Y'all better lose it and make me come get A KC Tea and some other dumb shit And I get it with the killer city committee Murdering em all and we all pack a billy I kick up my feet and pack up a philly I flip up the beat and crack up the ceiling Rack up a milly, for real what's the dealy? We ill, y'all road kill, fuck for really, playing with a marked deck And in a minute Imma gotta pull a card, check I been grinding my minding to get that Dinner, it's all on the line and I find that iller With lines on my mind all the time, that's filler [?] I want to shaq and that's a Midwest willer Kids growing up so fast Sweet 16 they load up the gat Close up the casket Too bad instead of that you should've had your punk ass kicked Que lastima, ha, c'est la vie Que será será, what'll be will be Que lastima, ha, c'est la vie Que será será, what'll be will be Believe My gosh, I'm a crafty speaker Think on my, I got the baddest features Look at them hands that'll fuck a [?] Like campaign threats then I'll [?] I'm the ether, constantly the conjure Need to conquer demons, got you eaten Beasts believe in, got you feenin Respect everybody but you finna pledge allegiance Count my blessings, I haven't reached it Starving in my city but I'm eating Carving out the gritty when you preaching No pardons, little bitch you're tweaking Scar you, machete happy when he feasts Ces call me, I know they had me in their speakers Flame bang, blow me out in their space All dehydrate, leave me irate [?] they say I flee from my gates Niggas gon talk, it's just how they made Show up in a rave, ain't even on tour Cite me a band, invest to make more Chest I'm this bored, probably don't send When I call you bitch I mean to offend Express with backhands and brazen insense I guess you in line like I was your pimp Shit nigga, I'm Jordan, you Pippen On my name brand imposition Wag like dogs, but I'm cold kitten Out of your league, you keep forgetting I can separate your [?] from your dome Out of control, you niggas out, you already know Got to be bold, ooh the whole world want to froze ya Step in my ring, Imma [?] Kids growing up so fast Sweet 16 they load up the gat Close up the casket Too bad instead of that you should've had your punk ass kicked Que lastima, ha, c'est la vie Que será será, what'll be will be Que lastima, ha, c'est la vie Que será será, what'll be will be Believe They try to slow my speed and go by me I focus my energy and throw my chi You know my steed, Ces the method Phone full of pics that they kept for reference I'm moving on to the next progression And bored in a plane where they check for weapons No knives, liquids, or guns Just can't decide which is the one Knew I would drive when this shit begun Jumped off the ride, bitch missed the fun This is the one, guarantee UBI sip with some funds Christmas will come They puff tree and sip fists of rum I take the cake, kids get the crumbs Ball when I strike, hits and runs Put em out in the field, raw deal My flows are frozen, y'all chill You don't what I'm holding, Caulfield Catch! Rye whiskey, say goodbye to this beat Truth my bullet proof, y'all lies will miss me Strange all day, we've been signed officially Look around the house, every eye is misty Some of y'all tryna get me Go 'head then, try me dickweed A grimy great, I been taking my vitamins Tango with the lyrical leviathan Take a look at who I'm riding with Little girls get faint at the slightest words Grown man, heart attack at the sight of her And the all fall out while I observe I'm a fire bird, a phoenix Rose up from ash, I need Cold fucking cash Soon as I see it, got to roll up and pass I'm a geek, but believe it I'll sure bust your ass Kids growing up so fast Sweet 16 they load up the gat Close up the casket Too bad instead of that you should've had your punk ass kicked Que lastima, ha, c'est la vie Que será será, what'll be will be Que lastima, ha, c'est la vie Que será será, what'll be will be Believe --- Que Lastima - Ces Cru and Angel Davanport

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HART ASHLEY, KING DONNIE, SUMMERS MICHAEL, VIGLIONE MICHAEL S

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Codename: Ego Stripper (Deluxe Edition)

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Strange Music, Inc

Release Date

August 5, 2014

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