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the hope if you dare 

I just spent six months in a leaky boat 
Six months in a leaky boat 

Aotearoa, rugged individual 
Glisten like a pearl
cruel
Don't be fooled by her kind
There's a wind in my sails
Will protect and prevail

I just spent six months in a leaky boat
Nothing to it leaky
cruel
Don't be fooled by her kind
There's a wind in my sails
Will protect and prevail
I just spent six months in a leaky boat
Nothing to it leaky
cruel
Don't be fooled by her kind
There's a wind in my sails
Will protect and prevail
I just spent six months in a leaky boat
Nothing to it leaky
It started back in point Richmond
A consorted effort they'd all pitched in
For a boat that would never float
Three months working for what's right
but pretty females in here yeah
Its so terrific on the boat we can float the pacific
And vacation on an island I ain't know existed

[Chorus]
change
Get lil updates, texts in my inbox have been poppin'
Seasons go by like I'm binge watching
Went from club Paltzo in the bridge to Club Live
sure you gettin by don't FUCK with you gettin mine 

Ain't the first time he ran off, shoulda split his shit then 

Hate to think of what he's did
sure you gettin by don't FUCK with you gettin mine 

Ain't the first time he ran off, shoulda split his shit then 

Hate to think of what he's did
a nigga do to get by 
Just make sure you gettin' by don't fuck with me gettin' mine 
Ain't the first time he ran off, shoulda split his shit then 
Hate
It's June 6, 1944
I turned 19 two days before
Pride and bravery I can't ignore
Representing my country in this World War

The Great Crusade
the time
Rub my hands when my palms itch
50 in the bank diamonds looking flawless
This the sway of a rich nigga
Praying for the day my nigga seeing 6 figures
The Corvette was a beast I had to lease
Six months then we're free to holler, "peace"
Dead wrong my nigga, Miami river cops
Leave you floating, hope you
cops paid by the month
Weekly in the club, gots ho's to hunt
Gets mine, nose to the grind, makes cheese
Ain't never seen three niggas like these
Still
love
to those who ride with me while I'm putting in work

[Butta Verses]
Full-timing it, 8:30 to 6, the graveyard shift
The three months before
like I'm on a slave boat
Getting shipped to prison Ville
Niggas getting months

[Chorus: x6] 
Niggas getting months
For doing petty crimes

My
a case
Just make one mistake, and get sent upstate
Get one visit a month, behind glass and the gate
Uh-uh she wanted her baby boy, to live his dreams
should be
I abandoned that thought like he abandoned me

By '47, I was fourteen
I'd acquired a taste for liquor and nicotine
I smoked until I threw
I thought a father should be
I abandoned that thought
Like he abandoned me

By forty seven I was fourteen
I'd acquired a taste for liquor
free?
That would be me!
Who get your ass shot dead in the street?
That would be me!
Who stand damn near six foot three?
That would be me!
Who got lyrics,
[Tonedeff]
Yo, first I sprinkle a verse
By adding words, rhymes
Flippin 'em in to a verse with lines
Then ima hit 'em with spurts rhyme
Then ima
[Tonedeff]
Yo, first I sprinkle a verse
By adding words, rhymes
Flippin 'em in to a verse with lines
Then ima hit 'em with spurts rhyme
Then ima
thing you know my pops go
in '95 he died of AID's
it's either suicide of cry fo days
an weeks an months
blowin blunts, keep away flashes
no funeral