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of a life far from the hassle
She's all about the family wishes to provide
A strong foundation always by his side
Cooking up dreams in a pot of ambition
Her
'cause my babys gotta eat
They keep gunnin', I stay runnin' like a hound in the street (Roof)
My daddy passed away my life got hard
Fired up, man where
street
You'll see me on the cracked ice
You're eyes baby make me see a full life
Baby, I could be your soldier in the deep night
I can't believe that
Yo, follow my lead, follow my stride
I'm paving a path where dreams collide
From the city streets to the mountain peaks
Listen close as my heart
Do you want to be a prisoner in the boundaries they set you?
You say you want to ba yourself, by christ do you think they'll let you?
They're out
the coaches
And I'm a always be in the hood like roaches
Flow is ferocious, dough is ferocious
Two guns by each lung with no holsters
And I control all
close my eyes and I can fly
And I escape from all this worldly strife
Restricted by routine of life
But still I can't discover "Who am I?"
I long
a convalescent
The soul is different than the flesh is
Life is teachin' me more, wisdom and ignorance is kin
To have peace, you need war
By the time you see
of the devil
Or the non-believing atheist that prestrict
Us to this level
Level yard where there's guards
Or street level
Where's there's no cross guards
So
waste yr life in school
you could go back anytime
and i want to see you on tour
determined by many situations,
seemingly random considerations
determined
I'm breaking rocks and I'm doing time
She's on the street with a friend of mine
I drove the car, I took the fall
I walk the cell, at night I cry till
Held myself in
Explode by myself alone no one helping
What am I to do but cry alone at night
No one in the house nude TV was my life
Who was I
that can make a banjo cry.
Just a nashville casualty and life
It's a riff that's hell to play.
You sings for your livin' in the street
And you sleeps in
of ambition
And yawn and stretch and try to come alive
Jump in the shower and
The blood starts pumping
Out on the street the traffic starts jumping
And folks
a Lincoln on hold
OG by the O, shit my mans and 'dem grow
On the low he blend in think he regular joe
He the plug
Pump so much bass I need another sub
Ask
a friend to the very end
To be there by your side
To get you through the hard times
The dark times of your life
To bring you into the dawn
He's the One
a true center to the game of beginner
but hard to feel like a winner when you eat spreads for dinner
Hit the streets late night in the form of star
cleaning the streets infront of Ulerio's
I do my part gloves tools bags I'm ready bro
I wonder if they deal with this out in Ontario
I know life hits
Wish I caught your name
When we met on the morning train
And you leaned gently against me
Felt I'll never see you again
Pass you by a street from
Hiding in the shadow looking for another victim
walk through their life with the symptoms
fucked up by humiliation
I'll be the voice of the voiceless
heater
Sending spirits through the ether
Blood is falling by the liter
Killer, constantly I'm eager
To make you teeter on the edge of life and death
Then
Growing up yea you know I was a wild child
Influenced by rap influenced by trap
Yea I thought it was cool but I played smart
But I had to make it
seen
Raised by the smell of hair grease and cooked greens
Raised by the street light
Ten second bathroom fights to earn your stripes
Raised by the truth
about it by
Observation You almost
Have to look back on their own life
And see what you're actually good at
I wanted to be a scientist
The first person
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