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that just stand by itself
But like I said
I'm sorry I'm mixed

Rise up from dust to dust
God looked down and said that's enough
He snatched King right

that nigga that moved from the Roc and then got on a plane to LA next to Compton
Born in the Chi lemme channel Chano
Dad moved to NY cuz he ain't have no

me
Of always runnin' & humpin'
This grown ass man is free
And my kid dont want for nothin'
At first it bothered me
Seeing your pregnant stomach
Til I

was born the 3rd Month; He said less is more, but I can’t spit a few
You can’t expect minor casualties from a C-4 of this magnitude,
When I hit

of hand
I guess I'm hotter than
Oiled-up battered fish in frying pans
Is what you is if you don't fuck with him,
Yeah I'm mentioning the man by the name

headed to
And I'm running from my past like I'm taught to do
Single man with no kids so I live free
2 am I be sliding through these city streets
If I'm

the roads were paved and 
Before Beamsville had its name yet 
God himself was born as a man
To a humble sleeping small town
Purest innocence was sent down

feel, it don't matter
That nigga Big whole career
Got shattered 
My man Pac 
Got caught up in Gridlock 
Who gonna be the next
One to go, is it me
Is it

Steady vibing wit the clicc
I could told you bout thirsty
But you knew what it is
If you ain't from this side
You get chase across the bridge
By high

or controlled by some henny
I’m free as a bee and light on my feet
The prize will be true if I'm truest to me
Strong at the root I got nothing to lose
Built me

Nine-month baby boy and she hasn’t left since he was born
Misses her old life and going out, it’s been way too long
Her husband says, “Take your

your mind decayed
Thoughts delayed by never played
But then again, sometimes you think sometimes you don't
Sometimes you're dumb, sometimes you know,

knowing patience in place
Tolerance started small, but humbled by his grace
Game is all fugazi, mans cracked the code
Smoke and mirrors keep it hazy, Christ

don’t call me canzy
I’m a diamond in the potholes, no one has found me
It’s the mentality I’m rolling by
If I was born a loser I’d be committing suicide

Mercedes 
Post on the 5
Serve boot by the rail
These niggas they hot 
They tip and they tell
Buss down brick no this ain't no Kale
I'll die for my brother

dripped to the toes
Funny how woes won't weigh
When they're washed in wind
I done moshed pits
Squashed my sins
Born righteous
Touched by some level

blood cells
Wanting the foreign invaders dead
Finally reaching the destination
Selected by the egg for fertilization

From a zygote to embryonic

Folder never was brothers know what Ima do
Come through in the clutch
Like I'm Kobe and we down by 2
A lot of niggaz wanna hop on
Screaming free my niggaz

Happier than ever?
You must be plain stupid
Ya'll its groomin
By a grown ass man 
Playin' cupid
She's a kid
And i'm Callin it out 
For what It is
No change

Time to introduce and change up the environment
From Miami to Pembroke pines repping till retirement
Raised by parents who grew up poor as hell

free, but soon you'll see
That you were born, to die with me

or the horizon is a hollow mouth
Void seeking sacrifice

"If I am mad it's mercy! 
May the gods pity the man who in his callousness can remain sane to the hideous

the warden
I’m a free man word to Morgan
I don't need a deal, I don't need a label
I prefer my pay under the table
If you been rapping for a decade
How

Mother goose told you not to be a fly on the wall
For a working class man being told what to do it makes you wanna stand tall
Ever since you're born