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ghosts, I'm hearin' voices
Made a M by makin' choices
That make me see these haters' truest colors
Free my brothers, die for them, that's on my mother

That bitch ain't love me
I thought I loved her
That bitch was for da streets
I left her by da curb
I was gone wife her
Ew yea that was absurd
Shoulda

Solitary city spots,
Roads less travelled and if so, Usually not by choice. These views Be rarely caught, stream the Thought pattern they inspire are God

the get back gang war 99th niggas fred ward
americas most wanted I'm haunted by sinister niggas that paid
for
Mr. mitchell johnson you's a grown man with no

as too much love
Food for thought and tears of suffering fill the cup up
Barely on the scene but you’re seen getting fucked up
Married to my pain, my

don't need to be coerced for me to move in reverse
I'm checking out from everything that's had me so immersed
I work to make money for my rent and my food

though, but I see the effects[02:21.98]It's deeper than money, I'm lookin' for peace[02:23.74]Bad bitch crazy, she fakin' receipts[02:25.26]She get on my

much for a n*** an they quick too forget.

Same for a b***.

How you bite the hand that feed you.

Knowing you since middle school. 

Thought you was day

That block like a Beyblade and I'm finna spin it
21, I'm greater than I was
I feel like Trippie Redd nigga fuck love
Imma hit it out the park like a golf

The mortar and pestle will aid
The Sister, the Traveler
The Figure in Fire
The Moon Woman steps in
Then fades
Pansies for your Thoughts
Chamomile for when

alright
If you held on for a while
But you
Couldn't take this anymore
And I can't fake this anymore
But I thought I'd lose you
I promised

I'll never have

artillery or a mental ward straight jacket me
Cuz these toxic thoughts be attacking me and if I pop I might lose everything
I tried to let bygones be bygones

for you
And like I said I'll fix myself until I feel brand new
I know that with you by my side it won't be later - rather soon
I love you to the moon

like hoes
MAC or the Glock, I'll let my lil' bro choose
I was pushin' the pack by my old school
Had the shit for the low, like Whole Foods
In this

food in their diet?

Moesha:
I don’t know, I’ve never thought about it. 
Honestly Chase, look come on, there’s better places to start.

Chase:
What’s

This that food for thought
Forever feeds one

To my niggas still in jail
This For each one
And my family up in heaven hold it down until we come

Off Parole

Royce da 5'9"

Rock City [Version 2.0]

2002

just hot (Come on)
Young niggas stay fly at all times (Uh)
Hoes 21 and under with gangsta rides (Uh)
Keep our guns by our sides at all times (Uh)

up and comes to a stop
Like man what a funny thought the both of them 10 feet apart
It made me think back to a song by Kendrick Lamar
Called how much

the food in cling
See it’s a tough life
I can’t let them take me
Make my mum cry
God ain’t gonna save
But she praying that her sons fine
Never thought her

should’ve cheated 

But , i was down to ride 
I was by your side

Kinda thought we was
Bonnie and clyde 

But instead you was out  
Doing me slime

Out

Betrayed by Kommand'r
I've been whipped and defeated
Fresh cut Koriand'r

I bathed in blood
That's a raven's crime
Rachel Roth
Meditating for the state

I said and told that lil bitch walk
Better leave my wallet on the stove with my socks
She said baby can you feel it 21 I said "a lot"
Meet me after

Armed insurrection by the peoples' militia
Years spent planning, stashing and caching
Food and ammunition. Their message getting traction
Silent

a lady willing to do the same
If this aint what you're used to I feel ya pain
But this is food for thought
And you should treat your brain
Organic hip-hop