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villages, burning down homes
Just makes me wonder, will it ever get better? Shit ion know
Will it come a time where I don't have to write these type of songs?

fucking With me back then

Make sure my village eat that's what I cared for
Youngins grinding hella thirsty trynna get more
Choose to live my life care free

red bus
Heading for the Dover cliffs
Driven by a clown and a host of journalists
Straight into the sea
To where our fish stocks used to live
Searching

Yo, Yo
Now this is what I live for
I said this is what I live for
Yo, yo
See this is Straight from the heart
Funny how bright it shines in the dark

the feds curious/ look like we up to some/ hit the road make the feds curious/ yea/ look like we up to some/ hit the road make the feds curious/

Aye live

to do. I love being in a band, there's
nothing like performing and playing live, and meeting people; but
sometimes it all gets a bit too much. There are

A revolutionary bangin' on my adversaries
And I love Dr. King but violence might be necessary
'Cause when you live on MLK and it gets very scary
You might have

YES.
CAME THRU, DOWN TO BUILD LIKE AN ARCHITECT.
MADE ROOM FOR THE FILM AND THE DIALECT.
TURNS OUT BURN-OUT LEFT MY WORDS OUT.
MOTIVATED BY THE MURDER

Destroy ignorance
Huh
Right wrongs
Live long
Pursuing excellence
This is Legasci
If you dont know by now
Black and proud
Love for every race erasing hatred

as a double edge
Ignite like a bolt of lightning make moves with Wisemen
Keep it live Peace to Mike Tyson
Hate to see a champ when he beat I'm in rare form

broke
And he's stating facts
He straight with the glocks
He keeps extended clips
He from the slums
All he know is flip
Faness on the plug
With

funny
You dont get no money
I bee witcho honey
She hop on this dick like a bunny
I'm out here in cali its sunny
Out here in cali its wavy
I'm by the ocean

slept on roads, never mind floors
Just seen lil' bro on lil' tour
This my life, you decide yours
Made it out the mud, made it out the slum, made it with

turbans
Diamonded up chain with boots on
Mori umbrellas in Tucson
Rhyming is a color, the lifestyle is live
My fly brothers
Something go wrong, we slug

across a gun
Infactutated by the sound
When the shots get sprayed, like (gunshots)
I'm about to take the
Streets through another phase


I'm amazed I'm

and mine, God the love is all we ever need
Out the slums from day one, the great one
Lost kings, couldn't picture how to raise one
Blaze one, God you shining

in the clouds well technically by the word I do crumblin erb but on a good sole Sunday I just may take it to church catch a good elevator and save ya

everybody acts so dumb
Everybody's out here shotting
Tryna make it out of the slums
When they get their money 
They all Forget bout mum
They splash tryna flex

Only Eat With 
The Family 

Live By The Mantra 
More Flourish
More Prosper
Fly Hi
Stay Solid 
FO1
2calm
Fly Hi
Stay Solid 
FO1
2calm

. . . 
Oh

a king I can’t live like a peasant,

Soul searching i then found my blessings,

Road to the riches I don’t know no traffic,

Raised in the slums so I know

niggas
More than ya own blood use to
Trap in the slums with the strap by my gut
Me and phill was just laughing now
He back in some cuffs
Now I'm feeling

Barclays, safе deposit, bulldoze the slums
Eight ball, cornеr pocket
Thirty gallons of petrol
I cornered the market
Twisted up, but let Agostinho Neto spark

whore slam her
Put your kids in the hands
Of mans with poor manners
More of a chance to get thrown
In pit's with four panthers
Better pray I let them live

live this ain't just a speech
The sky was limit till I made a breech
Stay by lonely ion fuck wit no leech
Can't fuck wit no bitch if she ain't gotta