This is my emancipation.

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Listen here niggas I'm the talk of the streets
Put a curse on a n*** like the mark of the beast
Steady writing while y'all niggas be sparkin up trees
I'm giving food for thought trynna spark a belief
This track gets me pumped like my heart when it beats
So it ain't no surprise why my thoughts are so deep
My words get written out in chalk when I speak
So when I kill em on a track I don't need no outline
It's about time, niggas never doubt mine
I can spit with the greatest never get outshined
Represent the southside, left all ya mouths wide
When they ask who the king, that's when i shout, "I am"
Like a proud lion I'ma go down fighting
Ain't no coward in me I don't fail without trying
You only pay the coss if you cross the foul line
So until then I'm floating on cloud nine, how high

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No regets when I grab the mic and just
Blow your set via sattelite you know it's
No holds bar spittin fast as light you niggas
Know you scarerd when I rap or write 2x

I don't pack no heat but I'm gangsta wit it
I can switch my whole style still remain the sickest
Insane and vicious, I stepped in the game and shitted
On any wack muhf***a in my range of vision
The pain is vivid, real what I paint in writtens
I'll explain the scriptures and make you change religions
You will faint from the strain of my training fitness
They said it couldn't be done but I came and did it
Everyday niggas stay running trains on bi***es
That's just how it is in this game or business
Even if the fame hit us yo it ain't gon split us
Cause at the end of the day we still the same ol niggas
Listen this is my emancipation
I overcame the odds like a cancer patient
Battling me just like dancin with Satan
You got a very little slight chance of escaping

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Nemesus been my dawg since the start of time
Cause trues friends nowadays is hard to find
Went from partnas in crime to partnas in rhyme
Now we siamese twins he shares a part of my mind
We finna set it off like the 4th of July and
Leave the rap game just torchin and fryin
Put you in a hole just to torture you guys and
You lost all hope you look forward to dying
Parents and kin all mourning and crying
I use mindpower to force your compliance
I ain't for the violence but sometimes
A n*** gets bored with the silence
And picks up a double edged swords and a knife
Just to slice your back and put your spinal cord in alignment
Form an alliance with organized crime lords stronger than I am
I'll still be the only survivor nigga

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