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life's on track
And just for that I can't complain
I don't want no well done steak
So please don't serve it
I just wanna hear well done, good and faithful

heart is pure just like a nun
But your girl is tempting, so is jane
You can see how that's a conundrum
I'm a mess, but I don't give up
'Cause I know it's

I'm not on top of the world
But I'm doing what's best
Hoping it helps
Hope the tracks that I write help by themselves
I'm working on ways to develop

pouring
Whether you stay stagnant or move forward
The hand on the clock can never go backwards
So don’t dwell on past mistakes, just see it as practice

won’t admit that I’m the best so they’d rather ignore me.
But they swipe through the pics, and they eyes up my story. 
Give me the work, you know I get it

been beaten
But time and time again
I climb to my feet
And rise from defeat
My tempers short
You best be sure it can lead to violence
So I have been

throwing your fists in slow repetition
Most of us manage
What makes you so different?
Now, you seem a bright spark
Go ahead, take the road with

Going dead broke with the money in sight
But the tracks made a few pesos
Trust my mind not say so's
My work mixed with my heart and soul
Don't know like

the fuck medley

All the haters suck my dick man
You ain't fucken slick man
Pulling these weak tracks
I wouldn't pull out this bitch

Man I don't fuck with

Hope is a witness 
Guess I gotta dance with death 
Every step 
Take a breath 
Feeling pressure in my chest
Trapped in the quiet storm
(Verse 2)
So many

You're fading into my hands
Been stolen by sun rays
I never thought it was that hard to be a snowflake's friend
Come to visit now
While I'm half asleep
I

a nigga with a attitude
I can show you ruthless
So many tunes on Itunes
I got em tuned in
Every morning
Im to a bag like
I just did the race
I know life

thee behind

Awesome, powerful, and great mighty father
Save, protect and bless Bounty Killer
‘Cause you bless him with the voice of a warrior
And mi

is,
Home is where the heart is. 
Track 9, Giggs talking on Da Hardest. 
Forgive me for your pardon, I’m surrounded by the darkness.
I built so many

and you better come mine
I got a plug in Mexico
I got a price and I get it for low
Bad bs they loving my style
Shawty so clean she loving me now

I told bro

back on the track
The V on the map turn it up to the max
These n***** a mess this shit is a test
Only the strong survive but aint too many left
Some

How can I ease this pain when it’s stuck inside of my mental
I can’t even count how many times that I’ve seen the devil
The voices speak to me as I

a
Cage, trying to keep up with the trends
Smackin' banality up on they names
Cheatin' the game ain't a friend
You gotta carve your niche, how many
Eminem

only cook it if it's raw
got rhymes galore, too many rhymes in store
and every time I score I'm slick like Roger Moore
I take the ball to the basket,

disguise with all their lies
Yo, so many corneas staring at me, I broke down from anxiety
I felt the attack, then heard a sound coming back
When I took

lost track
Now the only voice I hear’s
Calling me back

I’m goin’ home
Where I know where I will be when each day ends
I’m goin' Home
With the certainty

to the ground oh yes!

I'm a white pawn in a filthy hand 
Intentions killed by consciousness
When moneybags leaves his track on me
I'll be disposed of with

like neek
Why i'ont you bring the bars out
These bitches pay my bills
So imma bring the scars out
Broads out
I'm just made up off pain
So many colors