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real with you beyoncé
I was hurt! I went down seven
Years on behalf of your hey
Nigga, don’t throw no shit while I’m talking!
I am putting my career, my

saw it
That's the vindication
Time fly by with no indication
And it's all just a mini vacation
Red rubber ball to the essays
Two tests and that project

We made it through
We made it through
We made it through, oh
We made it through, oh
Bongo by the way

I feel alive, I feel alive
Like I can

the work
Either holstered or exposed
I'm young Aaliyah
No I don't love the way you
Call me Foolish you not Ashanti
Conversations I can't explain
Always more

Star Trip

The Congress of Wonders

Revolting

you? I?m a ga--uh--guide your error. May this shnook be with in you.(?) Let Christ be above you. And they unbleed(??) of the seven rooms light your way

when we all die we going the same way
In the grave where class or race is really same
Laying in the vase or a case with a stapled face
Labeled faded

Saturday, Sunday (a week)
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday
Seven days a week
Every hour, every minute, every second
You know, night after

Hurdle over whatever the fuck comes my way! 
Must be a stupid mutha fucker to believe shit that I say
No I won’t have it today I’m not playing games damn

Friday, Saturday, Sunday (a week)
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday
Seven days a week
Every hour, every minute, every second
You know, night

Friday, Saturday, Sunday (a week)
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday
Seven days a week
Every hour, every minute, every second
You know, night

Ha, ha, ha, whatcha laughin' at?
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha, whatcha laughin' at?

Megaman up first and he won't second no shit
I ain't

This the ghetto seven eleven
Money calling everyday
I get it every way
Put that money in a safe
Incase it rain today
Running to that check
But I don't

to God
That's on my sack
HIV
C'est la vie
That's the way life goes
Bro, I know what I'm doin
Still put my dick in your throat
I don't give a fuck no more

(Aye)
I went from turning the class up
To working and stacking the cash up
Let the squad eat too
Finish the food with a half cup
Of lemonade
Never

Leave my sweat on stone tables after gym class
Cornhole skills by the end I could teach a master class
Locker room steals so everyone locked up their bags

to class
Sat in homeroom while staring out of the glass
Thinking a degree would put me on the right path
But the second it turned three my motivation had

Ha, ha, ha, whatcha laughin' at?
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha, whatcha laughin' at?

Megaman up first and he won't second no shit
I ain't

Seven days a week fifty two of them a year
Uh, momma still shedding tears
Now as the white light blinds me
I realize I’m still black
On the way

the same
This world is cold
Everybody I know be trying to take
My place up in this game
You won awards and not bringing no battles
The body would die by

Verse One:

And the saints come marching in
Serpentine regime ordered by response sort of fell this population
Caboose humming no fence me in a van

Hey miss lady, maybe you can have my baby
Nice long flight, first class, out to Haiti
Even bake you cookies, throwin' frosting on that cakie
Get

way too thirsty
I can't hydrate no lil' bitty birdie (ooh, oh)
I can't even go out, I'm sober (yeah)
Pray you know that I sleep with a .30 (yeah)
If

I go by the name of Kel Mitchell!
And this is TeamBackPack! Let's go!

Yo, I'm so '96, back and on my grimy shit
Nigga get -whoever they'll sign me

to this day women are second class citizens
Cause we were left out of the U.S. Constitution

We may have come a long way - not far enough - We want more!