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Hit-Boy A man reproduces himself through his child So when he leave here, he can just smile But I see fit to stay here a while Maybe buy a timeshare somewhere Rock bum wear, beach chair, write a book each year You can write yourself out of your blessings Wreck your Lambo the first day just by driving too reckless Time is too precious, these some obvious lessons Please remind me to watch my step while I balance on edges Ski on the slopes of life, slide down the ave at night Watching the graff and graffiti on walls, that’s a sight Cars from Germany, I be pushin’ the fastest type Look into real estate, brother, I need the askin’ price Imagine another rapper makin’ me perspire I got more styles and more flows, plus I’m much flyer I got more heights to reach, but I’m already higher I’m already onto the next thing, peace and bless king Peace and bless king Big Nas, old money, new money, rap money TEC money, flex money, what’s next? You funny Me, myself, I’m the illest alive I can do a whole album on how it feel to survive My daughter’s a businesswoman, I’m so proud of her Letras de cancionesMy son, he’s almost twelve and he’s so knowledgeable New music, new content, new programming, I ran the gamut Got my hands in everything like kids with bad manners Save the high school banter At night school you studied my life lookin’ for answers I hear my callin’, heart poundin’ down my chest Wish I could bring back X, God bless I don’t practice, I don’t remember my lines I’m just here so I don’t get fined I’m athletic with poetics, these are alpha male alphabetics Never touched a Rolling Stone cover but I don’t sweat it Imagine another rapper makin’ me perspire I got more styles and more flows, plus I’m much flyer I got more heights to reach, but I’m already higher I’m already onto the next thing, peace and bless king Peace and bless king From Letras Mania