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Hey guys

Let me start by apologizing to you
For the way everything went down
On Saturday i had a statement typed
Ready to post to you
Guys but

dear 

Struggle it out
Stomach the guilt
344 Im protected by shield
Coming to light truth in the mirror
Gangs of new york please don't shoot at him
He

Yeah Zac zero
Shoutout to crypto ,Jaden, Pastor Don
People been asking who Zac zero is
But here's the answer
Time waits for no man
Maybe it's a game

It's been overdue
I been having trouble tryna face the fact that
I cannot get over you
If you really wanna know the truth
It's been overdue
I been

hot story in town)
See I'm messing with a new style
Wana make you pull a new smile
Got you blushing by the turnstile
Found a way to make the girl mine

THE TRUTH

Yeah!

HOOK
Can I tell you the truth?
Just from me to you.
What they sayin ain’t true.
Can I tell you the truth?
Just from me to you.
What

and Zac in our circle we don’t fuck with nothing
Drinking Hennessy I be going through the motions
Bitches say they love you they don’t ever show devotion

They don’t know the strength of our love
When the chips are down, I’m betting on us

Written By: Zac Grace, Mark Dolin

think he caught
Who can I run to? I escape from the dark
Defined by the truth, not every wicked plot
Fighting when victorious forget I'm blood bought

Zac
And as we sat there in the booth
He told me nothing but the truth (He said)

Hey Hey
Why you runnin' 
Away
Where you gonna 
Stay
At the end

foundations and crumbling ceilings
Make up the truth
Like it was more than your pores you were concealing
Not gonna lie, I'm
Ice in veins
Clutch control like

Hoping Clark's in Kent so he can fly away and save me
Took a pin out my speech could give a fuck about the safety
Now I live by two words fuck you pay me

to coach you
Y'all need the truth
Clark Kent Clark Kent we need superman
So I had to get in the booth
We out here getting massacred
This is your general

Afghanistan held for ransom
By the hand of this black man
Neo-colonial puppet
White power with a black face
He said fuck it i’ll do it
A master of disguise,

Truth Decay

Lojique

Language Arts

drunk off your hundred and eighty-proof ninety-percent truth
Ten percent lie you were sent by
Lord of the flies, but angel of light is the alias he went

ransom
By the hand of this black man
Neo-colonial puppet
White power with a black face
He said fuck it i’ll do it
A master of disguise, expert at telling

shitty. Operated by crimewaves the shit is wicked. The system backwards, and if you lacking you’ll be a victim. Too many times I watch the news, another

We Will Rob You

Slick Rick

Only Built 4 Cuban Linx, Pt. 2

2009

Well it was late one night, walking through the park
With my leathered down coat and wallabee Clarks
Getting my step on, big shit, big six, big

The injustice will not prevail
You hear me?
Feel me?
Felt me?
Help me!
Tell me, who do we run to when there’s no one by my side?
Tell me, where we supposed to go

Want some money
Days ain't sunny
Dealt all day for some deuces rummy
Might be cursed by the Easter bunny
Being broke is kinda funny
Want some money

I don't even know where to start
It's so much mf pain all in my heart
Looking like superman
But feeling like Clark
So where is my Lois Lane
But I

Nauti by nature, so we switch the game up
Rougher sailin' preparin' for landin' on some pay dirt
Troublesome 20s by money
Funny how you get powered

Nauti by nature, so we switch the game up
Rougher sailin' preparin' for landin' on some pay dirt
Troublesome 20s by money
Funny how you get powered

by the door
I implore you to ask better things
Little flings and tings of tinges
By the fringes where fake truth lies
Where every ruler, every globe