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dreamed of ridin Benz or drop top in a Porsche
Then wake up knowing your rent's due and you don't get paid til the fourth
I have, I have, but I'll turn

dick
ye we tryna get rich 
go to the store and hit a lick 
that's just how we get lit 
ask us how we get lit(HOW?) 
by leaving niggas in a pit 
by

gotta stay sharp keep it nimble and deft
Have a gaze at my plate and it's bitter and sweet
Tryna live by my faith but my vision is bleak
Jele sticks

Why did you leave me
How could she let you go
Left with a stranger lying in her room alone
I'm lost without you i need you by my side
Looking for

foo, act like they knew you, levels I just do not stoop to
Yoohoo, we still up in this bitch
Bengaluru, we pose a threat while y'all just pose
for pics,

Today (Watch Me Shine)

Everlast

Whitey Ford Sings the Blues

1998

and leave me out in the cold
Story's old, tale's been told by many scholar
Got fist full of dollars, and a pocket full of love
God above, if you hear me

to the brighter side
Take some distance from the demons
And the greed that resides in my head
Yeah, she got a point but it ain't about
Sticking to the script
It's

worth living for
I tell em get back satan cause you is lying,
in the name of Jesus I'm leave a word tag on your toe
How you gonna do that?
I'm going

a dog and a bone
Chasing after me, I haven’t even done wrong
There is big fat greedy prick
Trying to stop me from achieving my shit
Calls me racist, you

When she's in my line of sight
I guess she's looking divine
I guess the melanin can never die

Oh we look good together 
Side by side
After this date
Are

'cause my skin's not a curse
Although we is hurting
What's the is my birth
Reason this written because risen
By the Earth
You die in the crypts, before we

Tell me why we live
Tell me why we love
If it's needed, can you show love to a thug
Wrong from the start
I'll be judged by the eyes
Instead

Where I'm from we respect the gangsters not the victims
Got to stay down bitch yea you got to strop tripping
Ten toes know a nigga standing on business

forward never looking behind of me 

Holding down, said she lying and slowing down 
U got a pretty face but from the inside you just a clown 
I got a pretty

Yeah, this feels right
Let me share what Jesus done in my life
I feel no strife
Sharing that he saved me from that wild life 
Brought me to my knees

the ones upping the score
They was hollering that real
Couldn't find them boys in the lore
But I know when y'all lying
I just nod my head like for sure
Look

moving flashy but you know I Run that bag up
Sike I'm lying I really just work a 9-5
Just a lil something to keep me
Floating and get me by
When I feel

I'm walking over to where you live
Looking through the window
I catch your eye
And we smile

Now I recognize that there is
No way away from you

the bucks but you not getting a piece of mine
I put on my tux, she like damn baby you so fine
I'm not in no rush, yeah you know I'm on perfect timing
Huh I'm

New World Fodder

The Unseen

Lower Class Crucifixion

1998

When you're lying on your back under the foot of brutality
And gagging on the stockpile of junk
Left by past generations and apathetic mentality

okay
In love with the liquor
I wouldn't have it any other way
Blowing smoke heals my pain I
Just wanna float away
I wanna disappear from this cursed

Ran into a mother who was waiting at the airport the other day 
She was teary eyed and weary lying waiting by the airport gate
She told me that her

professional weeping
Go and pick some flowers from the garden or park
Make sure that you’re home before it gets dark

Halls of marble, priest’s peppermint breath

the only place I can survive
Or at least that's what I thought
I'm kinda waiting on these songs to flop
I'd be lying if I said I'm hot
In the back of my mind