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his life 
Shot em 3 times but he didn't die

Until u woke up I stayed by ur side
Then we both prayed to God told em spare ur life

Tears rollin down his

getting knocked down by my fears
I smear them and move on that's how I was raised
But I fear that if I stay here I'll just stay afraid

I can't lie to you

the beast
I'm on my toes while you stay creased, you lost controlled you can't save me
Fuck all the hoes that would play me, I thought it wasn't gonna be

nappy, can't use a comb
Yeah
Yeah
Slide off the door man the beat gon' drop
Feds on the clock 'cuz the block got hot
No MJ but the beat gon' pop
And you

damn (Oh man god damn, Dexter)
Got some real shooters put your ass on lockdown (Bow)
Bitch shut your ass up I ain't say that you could talk now (Stupid

more then I do 
New body 
But thats cool 
Use to blaze her back in high school 
Matthew Williams 
I might double sock it 
Bitch you want a man 
So much

There are no parts we can skip out on
No time-altering elements here
No slow motions no fast-forwards  just pure unadulterated play
And sometimes you will

old
How you smile when the toothpaste froze
The duvet's cold and school ain't close
Surrounded by some two faced hoes
I've seen some niggas lose they

flow it's coming straight from the heart
How you kill a man dead bullet straight through the heart 
Ice cubes in warm water it just broke me apart
Right

This ain't a rhyme, it's a fact, or an outpour
Pour out some liquor for the homies I can't account for
Used to play the Beamer gettin' high playin'

you're with me baby
Your smile brings me life
Try to play it cool
Your presence my blessing
My soul is fulfilled by you
We got that real conversation 
We

the one)
Nasty, all- all the time

Step to the mic and they
Gon' dread it like Weezy
Man, this industry is so damn greasy
Swaggin' on the track
They say I

Have you ever lost what you thought then was better
Always seemed to get second place, never win gold
Is it fair to say in life that you missed out

(Clap your hands to what he's doing)
Ayo Pete, man
They gotta pardon us for being on this city shit
The way we are (on tempo, okay?)
Either they

of a five year old
Pain of a loose tooth
Never lost, gold rose goddess I pray to
Guided by your conversation
Forever faithful
Play goodie mob, soul food, for

popped/ when we go this way
Murderous while the children play/ momma pray
Bananas this old dude don’t go a little cray cray
Like the army vet that lost his

difficult,
Assassins and magicians art’s a stage to play the past,
Capture feelings of expressions in a way you can’t explain,
Spirits whisper different tones

the yak
I'm just pack macintosh
When I intercept the pack now your package lost
I'm back and forth close your mouth mask to talk
Don't you talk to me

bitches by city names
Took her to doc miami to step up her titty game
If she suck it right man I'll buy that hoe any frame
Shit i'll buy that hoe anything

To give to my old man
I only got a couple fans but yo I'm looking to expand
I don't want to be the best
I just want you to listen
It's like if you just

In the street, she belong at,

It seems the only one that I can trust is myself,

Im by myself, head is swimming, heart is racing,

And if I cannot

Say hello to the man working us all
Work work work no play
I'll stand tall till the empire falls, I'll even work some Holidays
Bloodshed, missed it,

with keep the piece like they wearing a robe and a kufi
I'll never play for a new team
You niggas remind me of Druski
Them niggas really confuse me

Now I can sit behind this mic and say go vote
Away the power by lead shower some of y'all think y'all tote
Cuz your bag is empty cuz your mad