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insert as Jay E
Inside the edition where the cover highlights in Quake and Haiti

You fuckers could never break me
Take me to who you say can slay

the pain, head and shoulders for my gang

Lost my bro, shit not the same, now where that money, fuck the fame
All this shit stay on my mind, say that it's

non-stop
I'm brought to you by Rhyme Zone

I said no more, that's why I lie on
God, and not my mama
Never been a real GOAT since Obama
If rap was ball, then

Marching Through The woods
The Arrows are lined
Shields are all Up
My brothers by my side
All we do is fight all day and night
To protect what we

No repeats, no regrets
Do it with minimal stress
Niggas gossiping like who did it best
Here we go roll around the same old cycle
Shit we can't break,

on head and be at your address
Cashing out used to make me sweat
Now I send my young g to collect
They say fraud is a cheat, but the grinds too sweet
I can

stationed by the gut 
Hollow tip breakfast, dinner, lunch 
Discount for the payload, full clip beat like Sango 
Might do it for the pesos
Really only if

I need a new pair of wayfarers
I can't see the words sitting right in front of me
The problem with pain is there's always someone to blame
And if

fingers turned bright blue
I swear to god it's true

The seventh car carries raw sewage
You can tell just by the scent
We used to have a warning sign
But

heard had inspired the kid 
Gave goosebumps how you pumped life into my veins 
It's like this pain is such a sudden rush a virtual beating 
And I mean no

My generation’s old and we don’t think much of the young 
Bunch of fragile snowflakes who all seem lazy or just dumb 
But one day I was surfing when

this love you won’t find a Lord
Even care who lays above
Human love is a fake
So, LEAVE ME ALONE!!
As I wake from the dead
There’s something really sad

poppin like faygo
I was youngin bout a month ago where the day go
Time passing by they get to switchin like they changed clothes
Aye
But it's who I am

Sometimes I feel alone can somebody save me please


Get fake love from the family
So who holding me down?
I be praying to god
Demoms keep coming around
By

Don't need advice I'm my own Dr Phil
Like we from the IG my Niggas are real
You all wanna rap but this shit is a skill
I made it myself I depend

to god
They ain't working no jobs
If i drop "RAGER" the city gon MOB
Remember "Massacre", i still got the mops
Still living dead wrong, just fucking

can't please you all
Man i'm sorry man I'm sorry
I can't say it enough
My name judged and slandered by the ones that I love
I'm sorry lord I'm sorry
For I

wrestling us
Took his ass to school, ain't no testing wit us
Said that they compare but who measuring up
Imma see the opps when they sentence up
MpK don't say

give it all I had a couple tears fell on the page thinking bout my past and how I ran away from home who would have ever known at fourteen i never

a little pressure and you might just see the otherside
You wifed her, I undressed her and I made her say that shit is mine
I'm focused, they distract by

a sine curve
even Superman spent some time in the iceburg
yeah, so ima dive head-first
we can let God decide who arrives dead first
then send me off in

to God dat we workin shout out to Ru
Woo I just seen a panoramic roof
'Raris porches Benz McClarens
Big booty hoes they starin
All this black wealth Whoa

what ever you saying is true (Uh huh)
Cause a lie get a nigga glued when I say nigga bitch I'm taking you (fact)
Cause I won't let a nigga do me nothing

I just do what's best for me
Don't give a fuck how others feel
I know God right by my side
But I needa keep that steel
Miss all of my brothers
That's