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of a virtuous woman
Feel right inna me arms so me naago do yuh no wrong
Life is really hard but together we are strong
Say Mi affi make a choice
Hope you

As aye he woke her from her sleep
I'll tell where thy bairn's father is
he's sittin' close by thy bed feet

I am a man upon the land
I am a selchie

to see the light in the darkest places
But damn that's really hard when you see the faces
Of your demons and your doubts that'll break the cages (They do)

Rome
Feeling like they won't get me and never will cause the
Way that I see it
Most of you rappers ain't real
Like how you thuggin but get jammed by

remember i was stuck inside a dark place
On the floor and feeling low that was a hard place
Other times i know i move kinda fast fast
Stickin with me

On my fiddle
Playing tunes for Neb
It's hard for a little
Sucking thumb in bed
I'm terrified that my life is one big mess
Haunted by my very own

up by my uncle
That's how the cookie crumble, hard to see her shedding tears
Told her like the housing market you gon see some better years
I was

man
That blunt looks fucking pregnant
I need some ink in my pen
Living large til you leave this earth
Whats my worth
Four hundred dollar jeans
To make

For the 5th night in a row girl up I'm passed mid night (yeah)
You know I got that get right
You know you wanna get right

Look, the man you with now

amazing
We can go to the beach and look at the sun blazing
When im looking at your body aint nothing im fucking changing
When the times get hard just know

i wonder if we can spend some time.. alone/ here is my number/ so feel free to call my phone/ she say i have no nigga nore a man i can call my own/

off the chains shackled on by pain
Hear me out before you judge my name
You wouldn't know love unless it slipped away
Contrast is beyond hard
And will

the sidelines been
Praying that yall find a way
To make it off the bench u also tryna play this game of fools
Man I feel you too
And I feel it's due time that I

ain’t about drama no time for that,
So keep on talking you still can’t match,
What we do is part of a bigger plan,
That cannot be seen by the average man

you can't sleep
No time for bunning
I'm running for lettuce
I ketchup
I'm fed up
I read up on verses in Bibles
That told me trial by fire is taking me

that bitch
If I ever said I miss my Ex you know I'm still lying
The only thing I'm getting close to is that rubber band
My right hand man switched on me

Sing unto God
Sing praises
Extol him that rideth pon the heavens by his name
What his name?
Jah!
Ride Natty ride, ah
Ride Natty ride
We riding, aye!

the measure of a man ain't when he stands in comfort class and cool 
It's a hard day getting by keeping up 
Trying to stay away from them wolves 

Maybe I wanna

figured I'd try assimilation
But by middle school the flaws had reached my demonstrations
Education
Was hell; invasive
Insinuate the black man
I ain't even

Not dialed in
Pain loves misery
All I can see
Dialed to fm
Its 6 am
Mind goes ham
Fried on the pan
Im not the man
Shit to the fan
Down your lifespan

bows
Like imma dealer
Sosa keep going
Yo time is near
On the hunt for the bucks
Not talking deer
I ball hard no cavalier

patience a virtue phonier with her tricking no coward
Soul powered she was deflowered by the man in the mirror
I could hear her her nose powdered every time

And even through the fights you gone be who you be
I never gave a damn what you did in the streets
As long as you opened up ya gifts by the tree, this is so

I'm not a sea creature
I'm a man

Pushed into the Porty sea
Into the natural domain of the pilchards
And I've got nothing left to give
Every time I try