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run it
That new watch, bitch, run it
That lil' chain, bitch, run it
Them car keys, bitch, run it
Boy, don't be no dummy
Don't you try nothin' funny

the trauma, twisted by the lies, left me for another, can’t say I’m surprised, drain me till there’s nothing, then you on the next, sinking in your fangs into

myself high
I wouldn't spend my time to draw cold souls and animals
'Cause I'm paralysed
I'm paralysed and I am not doing nothing, no
Nothing

By now 
I

like a solo flex
Bowflex
Can't nobody put the Soul to rest
Ain't no telling where he's going next but
I'm a go there
All the way
Haters fall back like

make it our own, and unchain
Ourselves from this tyranny of shame
Of shame
We can't stop a war with a war
Set by example and what you stand for
If you

Wot's...Uh the Deal

Pink Floyd

Obfusc/Ation [1972]

2017

blowing in my soul
And I think I'm growing old

Flash the readies
What's, uh the deal?
Got to make it to the next meal
Try to keep up with the turning

tryna test my brain in the AM
That's an exam then it's on to a next man
Still scarred by my ex hoes
Could show her true colours in a photo
That's

Motive 4 Murder

Twista

Mobstability

1998

first mil in the bank

And drive a bullet-proof hummer tank
So the next haters who try to air me out come up blank
And I'm a have to sacrifice your

Support come from those
We least expect it to
Try to buy my soul
And watch I rip that check in two
The ones that's plotting on your downfall
They be

Yea
Wake up hear that rain fallin again
Feels like my soul when I sin
Can't begin
To even fathom
This madness measured by sadness
Breaking me fucking

black Prado formation
No luck, team high roll presidential
Rolled up with like all my soldiers
Go nuts, wild out we the next generation
Rolled up black

heh
Then tell all the kids to try it
Man, what's it's gon' take to make it?
For them to say that I'm one of the greatest?
Do I gotta go sell my soul

kiddo? You're line was busy

Bobby

Fella

Bobby

Sweetie

How have you been?

Stop by on your way home

Seems like weeks since we Bobby,

of the truth when I was cutting my teeth
I got that zigzag rolled, sitting under a tree

Everybody acting kind of strange
And everybody looking like the next big

My Regiment

Skull Duggrey

These Wicked Streets

1998

I'm surrounded by blood spillas 
Motherfuckers about scrilla 
Giving nothing but love nigga 
In this land of troubled souls 
All for one how we roll

out, and chill for social media validation 
Argh
COVID 19, is not the catarrh it's not the flu
Imagine death by drowning, something like sleeping in pool

the scriptures gave me mo’ knowledge than college
Boy I went to college
They told me, that I was Afro-American
But their history was rewritten by Edomites
With

fire then
You know i brought the diesel
Think you're something special but your
Matter's only faecal fool
You're leaning on a pad and sitting
Next

some words back
Branch out the struggle because I used to serve that

Keep a heavy sack, shit big like a bowling ball
Sleeping on the gang, next thing

it[00:57.89]Survival of the fittest, you lose, you die. You up, that's if you make it[01:01.48]She Gon' try to misdirect me I'm knowing that she naughty, that's by

the attitude[00:54.14]Contrition working overtime[00:57.82]Addiction to the better times[01:02.66]I am not an accessory to frame[01:08.93]When all I do is pray[01:12.52]I'm saved by

Okay
I'm going to attempt to kill myself
You can try this at home
You can be just like me
I'm cancerous
The shit I spit is riddled with leukemia
Kill

14, that's when she looked at me
Just some kid with an endless dream
No king of anything
Maybe, when we're under a tree
I could tell you about my

means is that
This human being is fly
Don't try to duplicate
I'm authentic, I see you scoping
My style like forensics, that is foul
Tech! Leave 'em by