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to where it hadn't been
My brother Jamal, he can rest in peace
Just knowin' you helped man get where they're goin'
All makes sense in the mind of a poet

and my flow is sick, I Might hit the booth and just throw Up
Throw up, throw up, throw up, Throw up, throw up, steady yelling Out pour up
I don’t left

Ridin' with my brother's in an F-150
Sorry if I'm off I'm really fuckin' tipsy
Four by four with some big ole' titties
Kenwood's bumping and I'm

on the front page
Because i ain't gonna let hate run things
I still think one day we can build a better world and spark change
Feeling how I'm feeling know

still spend time with you
Girl I know that's fine with you
'Cuz I still spend time, I still spend time with you
I ain't got no time to waste
I don't have

Baby we can take our time
Baby thats fine
Can't get you out my mind
Damn you so fine!
Feeling on ya waistline
To the bassline
Baby we can take our

was shitty now I'm vibing at my current age
Yeah
Feeling alive
Feeling alive
Tryna get by
Tryna live life
They don't know why
Head to the sky
And they

addicted to dropping cheese
Just like it's Fondue
Man all these stars
I'm looking at across in the booth
I'm feeling hot
Cuz all the shit they spit in

com com)
This is for you Capo
[chorus plays background]
And we sing the name of capo confucious as we preach
The seven that cannot be divided by any

On the mic a poltergeist
Put my soul in ice
Still the flow jehovah nice
You overpriced
Im never one of those brothers
Omo see levels
U tryin to stay above

on
But I'll still run it up for my team
Run up the numbers
Man play my track man bump it
AC/DC man get cheeky
Get struck like thunder
I'm coming up from

Feeding the fam

But I'm still young
I still feed on my youth
Me plus the booth equals more than the truth

I'm outta dis world
I've been feeling like Ra
I

ain't going nowhere
I'm still walking down the same blocks my brothers got killed
How i feel, I ain't feeling nothing but war in the air
Anywhere you go,

And when the pigs snatched me, I ain't tell em' shit
Rules I live by, you keep your fucking mouth shut
Just cause he told don't mean I got to follow up
This

let’s go straight to the basics
What’s good? Pleased to make your acquaintance
Used to be a silly kid from kent
Now I be rocking mics, still I'm tryna

me getting in the booth
Feeling the hurt and the pain
If I'm telling you the truth
I got all these thoughts inside of my mind
Try to picture you, think

Sorry for being pretentious
I just wanna send a message
Sorry for telling the truth
Sorry that you do not get it
Know i been up in the booth
Making

Ops
But nigga don't be shocked
Cause it's niggas wearing Kufis
Eating pork 
And they still Akhs
That just show you that the niggas that you with

to trust
Did you know, did you know that
I keep my feelings for you sleeping by the doormat
It's astronomical, my space is on another level
You come up

Brother been out of time right by my side so you know I gotta really keep them close
Seen to clear that fake image you put in your head that shit just broke

I'm tired of fighting for my life 
God I'm trying to do right 
Yea 
Have u been at the bottom 
Had to get it out the gutter
Been cut 
By your own

together
If you ain't round on my backside I ain't lying I feel i'm by myself
Still won't force you love me especially when you know you don't love yourself

but he ain't get back
So I wrote another verse and at the end I rapped
Then I went to the studio mixed by kamillion
I was in the booth but I didn't

hairs still be raising up whenever i hear her name
We laying up on a rock and staring at how we're made
I'm telling her how i feel, the feelings she feel