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fire tonight, what a way to go
They'll never wipe this smile off of my face
I'll be in your sights tonight so take me down real slow
If I die from

These hoes looking for love
But yet they lack patience
These niggas wanna be famous
Selling their souls make it
Niggas hate
These hoes lame
Like who cares

alone again
By noon I'm ruling Rome, I built my own up from the ashes

They mistake me for the apple without knowing I'm the seed
As in which any earth

for some lows (some lows)
I'd sell everything but my soul (my soul)
They been hatin' on this shit and I noticed it (I know)
I'ma pop by myself ain't

I was lost in the dark, lost on my way 
I was chasing stars that were so far away
And it felt like I would never know true love 
Then you came along,

Now that he's gone, this hits different, on another level
I will tell his grandson that he was real one
I will tell him about your strong will
And when

Sometimes life is a trip
But I just think I got it
On the real man this a vibe
and I don't got no time for crying
Kicking back watch the horizon
See these

Do they even want me to reach them?
Do I even want it for my soul? uh 
Felt it withering so long ago
More so to speak I wanna end my speech
Jump off it

moments like this
Dip your soul into the glow

Save some lovin' bring it home
Make the earth go 'round real slow
Savour moments like this
Dip your soul into

Talking bout ghostwriting
No Rapunzel
Look, that was a pun
A double entendre, literal joke
Half of these rappers never want the smoke
I'll pop you for

coming from your soul

This one right here goes out to that little girl catching the CTA bus on her way to school on a Monday morning. Go ahead and smile

fight? Dark nights I felt
Memories from a child you could see it in my eyes
I had been traumatized 'fore I hit the age of nine
It's been getting out

fire
Gotta get by, let's get this shit hot
I cannot be wasting no time
I've been at this shit for a while
You say that you put in the work
Boy, you know

a young fly nigga, real talk, he is my joy
But he a teenager now, I wish this shit he would avoid
My son look at him like a brother, couldn't ask for one

Letter to the President

2Pac

Still I Rise

1999

Uh, dear Mr. President
Whats happenin'?
I'm writin' you because, shit is still real fucked up in my neighborhood
Pretty much the same way, right

to cut them hours of me all alone
Proud of what I been surrounded by just for a couple sets
Until they call my phone, chilling in my throne
I been sitting

Would you believe me if I said I'll never trust again
Because the closest to me scared me we won't make amends
Don't nobody know my real struggle cause if

Moving the crowds I'm getting real loud
I'm the talk of the town
Look at me now I been practicing how
Talk in all caps making capital now
Boom wow
This

for real yo I flow ill
Never running out of bars
I no be Micheal Scofield
And everybody just they hail o
So sick with the hook I suggest you Laylow

I stay up here just let me dream

Sometimes I need a chill beat to rap to
No matter what I've got the page to come back to
I do this for myself

that lobster over here by that stake
If you lookin' for some hens
I got ten on the way
I ain't fuckin' with these niggas
I'm an industry virgin

at least
Had me to share my sympathy
Had me to share this history
'Til I was filled with empathy

'Til I had an epiphany
Mama told me never should I lie
But

the will of the divine
Remember where you come from as you continue to climb
Repeat this chorus and I promise you'll be just fine

I will never live that way

This is a public service announcement
For everybody that
Love that real talk shit
As we proceed we
Hope that you not only
Have a good time
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