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that’s affected  

Every single breath you take in today is very vital 
Speaking my truth while I’m young, before I’m old and in the cycle 
Kids are

into some poverty
Yeah, and really man it isn't in my interest
To raise standard wages so that you can make a living
I'm spending all my day getting

believe it was a part of the plan.
Feel corrupted and cold.
My heart broken and fucked.
Mind is tired and old.
Like an old man done.
Tried to walk in peace,

that raised-by-the-internet, ain't-had-no-dad rap
Yo, I'm good don't pass that, hit me on my Snapchat
You might have to back-back, 'cause your shit is

from him
I'ma be the boss or the man that'll take from him

Fuck history they all dead
You won't see me stuck in the idol minds of old men
You wont see

shadow is behind you when you walk through the light

Cause a man without a shadow ain't a man at all

I mean I take it just for granted that my homies

tristin intended but we gonna breed it 
My team is so crazy man shout out to Wavy 
I'm into Mazi's I'm over Mercedes  
Out on the field so they think they

I just found out I'm a dirty old man
Looking down at my dirty wrinkled hands
c nasty ol' hermit is how I seem
My social life's a lobotomy

I'll just

a cold habit

No stranger to being stabbed in the back by a gold dagger
Held by my own hand trying to be my own man, a cold wager
Don't be a pack rat, yo,

become
Growing up, they would call me the little you like we're one
So I wonder if I'll see a bit of you in my son
We weren't close, but I blame myself for

Uh yeah
First off congratulations
Y'all got another cypher
Cause by my calculations
The last cypher was my last cypher
But aberration happen and it’s

brick by brick 
Money on the road so yeah I do trip
Have ya mama sayin baby if you gon do it
Look at this young man you should do it like this
Set a good

Memories of Us

George Jones

Anniversary: Ten Years of Hits

1982

used to love so much
But everything is still the same
In my memories of us

That old school bus has long stopped runnin'
And I heard the driver died

Fill em up with pain they say i flow different
Charge it to the game I'm on my own mission
I was stuck up in the rain had some old visions
Had

locomotives floating in the ocean
My brain is so potent, get down everything I've spoken
I'm a black man winning nothing bout is a token
Still I'm counting all

has passed us by, feel like Im'a cry man
I told myself Im'a make some songs that is hyper
Im'a make some songs that is way more fire
But I'm climbing

time of trouble, wisdom in time of uncertainty, and sharing in time of happiness. He was always by our side.

Love is not an easy feeling to put into

tools on deck, Home Depot nigga
Well if life is a bitch, then mine a gold digger
And all my bitches nasty like a cold dinner
Everyday I go so hard

Summer Wit' Miami

Jim Jones

Harlem: Diary of a Summer [DualDisc]

2005

a bottle and it goes around
I'm leaving drunk by 4 a.m.

And watch me jump in the golden Benz
Top down with the pokey rims
Now I'm swerving, so you know I'm

Bang, shots fired
Pain is what you desire
The pen is mightier than the sword
Then how did we get here my God (My God)
So you want to start a war (My

My mom yeah she always cared
But every night I went to sleep
I can’t deny man I was scared
Woke up throwing up and my eyes were full of fear
So don’t

Niggas on my jock wanna know
Where the heat is
They tryna figure out where I keep it
I tell you one thing it ain’t up in my feces
So stay outta my ass lil

The youths are dieing prematurely so am always on guard
Asswearu ghad my ten toes are dedicated for tha grind (hun hun)
All I demand for is your grace by grace

shorty
I hold Cash Money myself, it's me money
Old cats wants to test come see shorty (c'mon)
I got it on, hide it in my pocket, I'll pop it
I ridin'