One Man Nation

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I'm as high as mars, my blunt hot as the sun,
This 1 man nation got his own race to run, no time fo fake niggas,
so don't ask for My condolence, I won't give nun, My lyrics is killing rappers,
I'm one with this gun, So much happend this year, so I roll up some,
Ima keep doing my thing, I don't give a fuck Whos number 1,
I be meditating on the sun, I know lyricists is fearing this,
Got rappers on stun, Down on My knees, 2 hands together like 6:30,
Praying for my niggas cuz they was flippin dem birdies,
He Lived by the gun, And he left too early,
Rappers is suspect now a days, wearing Shit all pearly,
grown ass men acting all girly, I'm taking over with cavalierly,
Young rappers claiming prematurely, I never needed swag, paparazzi, or jewelry,
Play kick ball with the stars, Trynna come up and I'm in a hurry,
State my place nigga do it sternly, 1 man nation, Mind racin' as I'm pen rapin',
Fuck FM radios they Playing some of the most ignorant songs in creation,
I know where I go, do you know your placement,
You runnin' yo mouth, we can find a replacement, I'm making my stand,
stating my bold demands, a dream to hear the screams of thousands of fans,
I was ready to walk no one gave me a hand, This Black Seed grew into a Black Rose,
You know the movement was grand, Came from the ground up,
Witness this architectural plan, why am I trying to give when no one gives me a try,
Trynna shut me down, Not Biggie but I'm ready to die, Fighting to live or living to fight,
in the night, Ghosts and Monsters aren't the only fright,
You still hanging tight, Right? My life is esoteric,
You Trynna act like you know, you're just a parrot, over all I'm judicious,
but when it comes to guns, I aint new with it, Fly as a stewardess, I do this shit,
Taking all the spot light, aye yo wreck you cool with this?
If President Obama got that election,
Then me and my niggas finna make an intervention,
Come from a broken down section, of this earth, a threat since birth,
Your worship a White man, no wonder I don't got to church,
Moving on your unity unit of yours,
niggas coming through holding dem toys, and they make noise, it's your choice,
might wanna listen 2 that inner voice,
This is Backpack Rapping, Nigga action packed,
Get ready Cuz I'm setting up for my next attack, Don't need no gat,
Don't needa stack, Don't needa sell crack, I'm jus Trynna bring hip hop back,
If the greats were still alive hip hop would've never left,
but since everything happens for a reason,
I have no time to rest, I'm not the best, I Aint even come from the west,
But imma make sure J.Young a name you'll never forgot
ONE MAN NATION!

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