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Seek Your face
Say all power all power is in Your hands
And with You nothing is impossible to do

Somebody say it one more time say we know
We know You

get paid, speak how I feel
I wake up, murder, death, kill

Stop me by the ATM
I'm about to withdraw five thousand
Little nigga never seen five thousand

as raw
I was writing rhymes over
Loops by Stacy Lattimore
Guess you wondering what Vinnie need
All the assassins for
Guess you wondering if I'm a
Communist

'd hate to see you see me
Look away
Please, I'd hate to see you see this
Fucking face
'Cos she believe you me could read it
Like it wasn't faked
Like

With fake hair dON'T TOUCH ME!

I should have swiped left
Your face looks like your butt
I'm sorry but you will never make me
And I swear Skip!

Cause

Poet Laureate II

Canibus

Rip the Jacker

2003

The unparallel Malleable annunciation of a sentence
You didn't go to college obviously
I can tell by your ungodly unintelligible terminology
A remarkable

hands
Serving the jays smoke hard off the can, the money be calling I’m reeling it in
King of the trap they feening again, these racks in your face make

time as a cheat
I never take no defeat
If you a obstacle I crash your bandicoot on my sneaks
PTSD from Jeeps
That's that childhood trauma
I wanna make it

the things I gotta say on this track
I couldn't say to your face cause you're planning attacks
I never lost a friend before
Not in this way, it's eating away

an animal first time I rapped a flow
I won't lie it was wonderful
Simple and gifted but twisted
If you ever took a shot then you missed it
You will never ever

the same place, same pain, same hate
No way not again, even though it burns, I'ma burn away my skin
Trade it all away for the beauty of him, I'm a face fears

of the beast
You'll be missin until fishermen see your corpse
I'll be in Michigan stickin a chicken in my Michelin
ready to pigeon pitch again from Switzerland

Sucka Ass Niggas

Spice 1

1990-Sick

1995

rolls a gold Cherokee nothin' like a Seville
And when you look up inside you see a nigga that's real
So if you see me cruisin' by keep your hands

Only God Knows

Bushwick Bill

Phantom of the Rapra

1995

ended that's why I'm spendin'
So much time in the 5th ward high as a kite
It's too late for me to try to live my life right
Shit, if I should die today

enemies that's RIP only tactic
But if by chance we kill each other our souls'll go at it
See I'm doggin' the triple six it's death bt the sword
I told satan

up the phone
These bitches say that I’m a dog, well shit
Your heart is a bone
And if we never talk again
I hope you never alone
All in my house, I

wanna throw me in the mix?
Don't be mad when you get played
In front of your chick
If Paul Wall got the 'net goin' nuts
Guess you can say I got
Them

importantly, where do I keep the candles
Well first, have got to see if the phone's out. 
She found the door without a hitch, then, through the darkness
Began

by seven baby
I'm in heaven baby, rolling on some medicine, baby
Hey, see the look on your, on your face
Oh you felt alone, and then you fucked around,

alive
Sometimes I hide inside a scene I thought up just to get by
I
Woke up for the nine to five
(Yup)
Began the morning with a lotta drive
(Hahaha)

tomorrow, but
I'm just trying to overstand myself before I go and try to
I don't wanna have to
If you share your light with me, I might just share my light

down
Even if I never had a moment of clarity
Could it really be this reality that's real to me
Take your pick let's go and see

for
Faith, y'all
Through it we were saved by grace
If you got it
We can see it by the way you run the races
That means we can see it on your face
If

might end up with a bong instead 
Junky thoughts I know but opiods took over all my brains 

cnd in my face, I only see the devil gets another chance