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bucking up like you the shit, little nigga

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I thought that was special
Man you better raise off my face whoever the fuck you are nigga you 'bout

noticed the stuyvesant
Package, back in the wardrobe while looking for little change
To go and play the arcades just tryna ignore the pain
Of being black

the money and power and bitches
By my profession I don't seem that different
But unlike all of y'all I'll know I'll make a difference 
In that ass
I'll leave

out
The centuries

For great grands
And they grands
And they fam
To remember me

I made a promise I would kill it
I told my mans to film it
Just in case

you know it's my legacy
You don't know my name but you know that it means
If your watch costs a grand you're the right kind of man for me

Maybe I

Grandpa, he was born in West Kentucky
On a rocky hillside farm outside a town
Torn down by a coal mine in the '40's
Aint' nothin' left if you chance

to get by
Are you just like me
Just a shell
You can hear the ocean all night
But you really hollow inside
Let the waves cover your whole body
As kings wash

The love i gave you 
Too much to get back and ill never understand but girl you left me all mad 
A young nigga felt bitter i felt this little 
And the fact

Come on by now stroking on my sleep
Never, ever, never could I see
Turn around now without moving your feet
Never, ever, never could I see
You chase

not fake
Used to be so different but I changed since the heartbreak

I know you're telling lies, girl, I know you're saying
And when you come by, I

people are saying it ain't that bad
I've got my conspiracies but if I speak I'm in trouble 
The kid isn't trying to get bagged 
But a little flu wont

of time
Set you back an hour with my day light savings rhyme
The boyz in the woods like a river I flow there
Feel a little off center in the middle

Bessie's a strange little girl
Her legless dolls cry at night
She had a rabbit but it ran away
She has a scar on her toe from its bite

Her baby

please, just keep it sorta simple
Like Hip Hop, yeah complicatedly I place it
According to the moods of my intellect
Step for step
I step a little

that underarmour hoodie 
Nothing but my thoughts and a little bit of goodie 
Running from my problems but the devil took it to me, I'm good 
Telling

now 
He won't find us there 
She was by my side 
But he was psychic 

Told me not to stay over 
That little angel in my head 
Just one kiss at the door

'Cause there's little opportunity, somewhat fickle population 
Grinding, they don't get me like a bad translation 
We're tryna get big, call it

As I stood by a lake in Wales
I looked up and saw
A path through a hedgerow
That crested a hill
And it looked like 
That little white scar
That ran

out
The centuries

For great grands
And they grands
And they fam
To remember me

I made a promise I would kill it
I told my mans to film it
Just in case

And why the fuck does he think he's fly?
Trying to be hip-hop when he ain't got it...
You can tell by his looks that he's just bullshit
I'll just jump

the beam of loving life and suicidal 
Side by side, simultaneous... Asking where they're taking us? 
Flap my little wings above the fire til I'm angel dust

Stoner

Stoner was the only man 
Who came in on that old boat
Was the only one he said 
Still left there afloat
Some say he lived off a leg or an arm

Shepard came out of St. Cloud with a little ideology
Some new way of thinking, man
A view to the future
Jesus, this might be a mess

For me, it was mostly

your mind get weary 
And the daughter of Zion be free now 
Suffer the little one to come home unto them 
And the brother of Babylon be free 
And all his