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Relief

from Above All by Player 4 & Jah

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Verse 1 - Player 4:

Get it how I live, that's my number 1 motto.
Working hard so I ain't gotta hit the lotto.
Aficionado when it comes to dope.
I be flying so high, you only see me with a telescope.
I don't wanna play games no more
I wanna be the greatest that they always hoped for.
Hope 4 dont wig himself,
I hope 4 dont touch the pills up on the shelf, man.
But,
With the chrome to my dome
with the oxycodone in my system I learned a lot.
When the going gets tough,
when no one's got your back, man don't ever stop firing shots.
I know the feeling got your stomach in knots,
I know ya family ain't supporting a lot,
you fuckin these thots,
you crushin up rocks,
you stuck in ya thoughts,
you getting lit light a tinder box, ya laughing-stock. (ya bitch)
You know my flow is so heterodox,
like a tomahawk in the jack-in-the-box
that electro shock
now you facing the clock,
like looking at blocks
if i ever mention your career, its an afterthought
you all empty talk.


Verse 2 - Jah:

They just don't know what I can do with a pen
Done it before n I'll do it again
Son of lord and I school all the men
Run up the score so for you it's the end
Yo player 4 we've been due of some m's
Just a young spaz from a lab
Which dummy gon fund me cash
Y'all niggas got bummy tasks
Quit thinking that all this gab
Cause when I drop it'll be like an anvil
Sales not a standstill
Best believe the plans real
Nigga I can't stand still
Doin this at fuckin will
Yes I'm ready for the kill
Tryna get these dollars bills
Food for thought they can't stomach
Tryna reach my damn summit
Til These niggas can't sum it
Watch these veterans Plummet
From the shit I've written
My soul is risen
These niggas hissing
Cause theirs is missing
Careers is fizzing
I'm class dismissing
Like a professor
These niggas lesser
I never mess up
I'm feeling blessed up
I I'm writing songs equivalent to psalms
They tryna read my palms
To know just what I'm on
To know where they went wrong
It started when you begun
Just face it y'all niggas dumb
The bell has already rung
I just sit back n analyze
Couple seconds I can tell they can't handle mines
Yo shit is see through boy you got them phantom rhymes
My shit is evil boy I got them manic rhymes
I Got a lot of dirt on my hands I think I need that manicure
There ain't no single man that's pure
so nigga what you standing for
I don't know what your hand out for
Bitch what you always scandalous for
I don't think I can manage more
Scamming whores
I always wreck the beat
Grind never catching sleep
Shine when they step to me
My rhymes get depression beat
I always kept to me
Grind is my specialty
Shine when they let me speak
My rhymes here to set the peace.

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from Above All, released July 29, 2017

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