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GRACE FROM THE GREAT ONE 2

by 98PREEM

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it sound like bloodstone where the thugs roam crushed bones from clones, mega popular aquifer dropping shots of patron the off the rocker author often raw as the jaw on ya dome my watch offers a jaundice tone, cross like oliver stone scars to your face, drag along shards on the plate cut your teeth, harvest with grace the harshest fate more gems, regardless i slaved avalanche stance on the hottest of days, fall away with the solemnest gaze, it was all i could say my whole squad elite, the roll we on, molded bronze, rhymes like petroleum leaks we flicked the last match at the floor where it be riley on this joint was holding a beam lick a shot to show up a scene, blue veins told you the meaning i ain’t even know you was decent, no clue is a whole slew of demons akuma pose, oni the only version opposed slyly slide like a merchant with goals life perfect, finna purchase a home a sinner on the verge of a throne, posted at the center alone what the measure of the messengers role? cut your teeth, harvest with grace the harshest fate more gems, regardless i slaved avalanche stance on the hottest of days, fall away with the solemnest gaze, it was all i could say
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it’s the brushed metal menace, barrel through your city block apparel view is strictly hot, my marrow cools as the arrow pulls i hope you cherish pops with flair do the chairman waltz a la carrot top garish bops get cherry popped when holy hold the loaded semi send my darts directly through the doors of your chevy dude my pen was heavy too flood the page, smuggest face, my hand was like another levee coincidentally, the wit was deadly like machete steel, express pressure your lesser chest can feel, permanently yet to heal, still keep pace on my lonesome chase defeat fate till my bones erase the chosen slate molded the plate, you know i ate chopped bodies plodding cross on these frozen lakes smoke my woes away everybody so afraid
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ninety seven bape like notorious did, the story is rhyme stepping skate performances slid the moral is, sublime heaven gates the coroners hid so every time i flex a page i’m giving glory to big support the order we resorting to the border less shift i’m thorough as the mortar and brick, some sort of torture to spit turn the tide of war until the torturers quit on tour with the lord of the gift, holy the homie told me we steamrolling adrift beings amidst scheme reaving exist, we was the shit the team was like kings on the strip, vietnamese fleece lean on your bitch fur elise leaps from the leased rolls we roll in from flow is fly as hell ysl opium pour homme, fucking fire as the brain the whole scheme sparked from, retire at home 50 scent massacre foes, scraps at ya toes get snatched up slow sip the brandy while i sat in the gold the sheets satin, gilded threads stashed in my robes 50 scent massacre foes, scraps at ya toes get snatched up slow sip the brandy while i sat in the gold the sheets satin, gilded threads stashed in my robes
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the bezel shine like bechamel, bedded diamonds dying light ignite sights where devils dwell, might as well nighty night several of the slightly frightened tykes, lightning strike specials swell likely frail jezebels wail my pencil wells like hail pun verses converging in rumbling churches, lurking slugs bursting out the abdomen hand cannon blam at your fam with the mag again scramble back, get clapped real fast by my grammar pack golden mac, finna splat back, crack your flannel friend the damage strapped straight to the strat, stark fact partition slipping slick to the side with the battered eye we don’t fraternize with pretentious weak wenches no pretenses pretended beheadings lead legends to seek lessons leap ridicule get rid of the minuscule dude, in the physical split him in two bent penmanship peddles a rich rule, rick rude rip ligaments, many meant to be fuel, give credit where it’s due, the great barrel through
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the suede cut stay up from pay stubs, my wages won you could say i’m dumb, the spade had sprung from the tongue, you a wayward son get spread by an arraignment of guns, raining with the bang of a drum the pain begun, left the flesh a cage from the jump, spent time as a laymen for crumbs leather pouches posted by the pockets of bums cavaliers leering at funds, jealousy searing the lungs, reveling in heresy rung embedded blessings bellowing from yellowing slums the veil revealing where the treble was from, just a meddling front veer clear, move momentum on the up and up cut the crust, the monumental vessel was the bloody cup, the chemistry was ugly stuff skipped verdicts when shit worsens i’m imperfect with no relief i release all my burdens should i stall the earth is urgently turning still for eternity, till it’s my turn to be still while flourishing my purpose reveals, continuing to skirt all the shills, chills
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preem and gov connect, dream team gods who next simple as the process kept lockjaw squabbles vex, nodding off solemn threats gnawed off like falling threads scars carved on my cartilage on par with a hollowed head, en guarde from the sovereign set drop bombs where the monsters crept no heart it was harvested preem and gov connect, dream team gods who next simple as the process kept lockjaw squabbles vex, nodding off solemn threats gnawed off like falling threads scars carved on my cartilage on par with a hollowed head, en guarde from the sovereign set drop bombs where the monsters crept on moms we gon all get fed
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the shadow of death, the gavel connect, patterns reflect statuses met fractions of blessings shattered for less best guess, spit magma, i had to collect rather ragged stanzas, no answer i’m grasping at air you get capped, casper appear the catch was the casualty clear, impasse bitch slapped a magnet for tears magnum i’m flashing blasting, the jump from placid was weird now you a caption for years, laid flat on your beard plastered, you rather a smack to veneers, imagine a fragment catapult, never had a hope fuck you rapping for, mismanaged on a bracken boat, sinking slow, fuck you think you know everything on a need to know, preemo scheme to get the dough my favorite scene has yet to show the veil remained closed, tryna stay afloat i didn’t fold, the game was sold not told you lames know, the sole aim was the goal, you sank on the slope but still i cry tears of a hustler wipe tears from my mother, pull out beers for her brothers that's above us, make beds for the babies tuck kids under covers, buy cribs for their mothers but still i cry tears of a hustler wipe tears from my mother, pull out beers for her brothers that's above us, make beds for the babies tuck kids under covers, buy cribs for their mothers

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released November 28, 2020

all tracks written by 98PREEM *except where noted*
executive produced by amir bilal
mixed and mastered by e, except track 8 by pro zay
cover art by lefty

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