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The means justify the ends,
Used to dream of driving of benzes
The road to the top leads to beef
Drama ruins friendships
Success is the incentive, I ain’t invent the system
Survival of the fittest
Fuck the bullshit we intend to win it
Alcoholic binges, all events is an aventure
Might not remember I apologize if I offend ya
Speak with the proper tenor, high percentage shooter
Whether 5 percenter Buddhist Muslim
Punching the air like Cuba Goodin
In that movie scene, scrolling through some Sufi memes
And show and prove on every new release
Married to the streets
Cherry pick through beats watching every flick
Health is everything the city noise and stress is deafening
Still we wrestle with, what we need and how to get it
Whether to push or let it go and
Not sweat it like a plyometric
Where’s the lie?
Feel like everybody vying for my attention
We went from paying together to buying seperate
In this world we live in

Stress be what be aging you fastest chasing stacks backwards
The snakes and backstabbers
Smoke and mirrors like the scene in Last Dragon
I'm making moves for the bag spazzing
On wax…I'm known for breaking postures like back spasms
Sometimes I need to fall back, then I get right back at it
How many cats have been gassed?
Turn around and caught lacking
Feel like I’m speaking pig latin, motherfuckers don’t get it
Building up my arsenal to back me like my home British
I don’t even know when I’m stressed I grind in autopilot
Unity’s rare in this game motherfuckers all divided
I sowed seeds throughout the spring and my trees sprouted
Hit a dead end rerouted even squeezed a G out it
Tension headaches clenching
My jaw at night mental head space
Is dense, I had to drop the dead weight, to get to the check mate
More money mo problems when it’s all set and done
I rather be flooded with funds than to have none
On this planet earth

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from Buckets, released December 2, 2022
Written by Napoleon Da Legend
Produced by Giallo Point

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Napoleon Da Legend Bilingual MC & Producer artist from Comoros, living in Brooklyn, New York.

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