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Cause as the night air seeps my
Mentals give me the creeps
Little kids laugh and play
As I seek the deepest
Darkest corners to contort and hide away

kreischen
Und Zeitungen schreiben
Ich grüß' jetzt die Bild
Sonny Black hat nichts übrig für Müll
Dieser Rapstar, wird jetzt zum Weltstar
Der Bulle will ein

looks like
Onyx as leukemia patients
Too much lighter fluid'll do it
Explode your whole chest
Leave you "Black on Both Sides"
Like we barbecuin' Mos Def!

with his shepherd's crook.
I'll tell it all in my new book.

When they lead you to the wood,
remember that you always should
leave a trail of black

loud back
You calm down, you get wild, I get wild back
No disrespect to the kid, I get? as fuck
Especially when my record is clean
Patted me down,

like I'm going fast
How annoying's that?
I'm so cold I got the?
Im on the road in them Jordan packs and
Im damn sportin black laces in em
And my Louis

of a sentence
Thirty-one-year-old white suburban rap dad
I was the nicest before ISIS had a black flag
I put four lines together before a hashtag
If you don't

fuckin' body
On the master pill
I guess I'm an independent then
Still, in New York sharping for shoe
She want to ship her man
Long black curls to the back
I

somethin' comin'
Glock 17, 19, 23, don't matter, lil' bitch
We dumpin' i feel like Rich The Kid in
2014 'cause this bitch jumpin'
44 Bull Dog shoot by the 6s

Yo, the westerm hemisphere, soften
Your mind, relax, so it sinks
I'm deep as thinks by Buddah priests
And Chinks with mystical links
The science

It's February 2016 i'm bout to open for Lady
Leshurr at Gramercy Theater
Was booked by Christian and he picked me
And if you asked me then I never

to go off and spaz
You just got caught in the raft
Give me my preps at least
I’m still a black kid with a check on me
So really girl, please do not mess

slide up on your lady
Pull up in that super Benz, took off in Mercedes
I ain't tryna play no games, baby, tricks for kids
In the booth, I'm feelin'

like
You struck by Cupid my hair is in your face
Nigga three pounds to it
If the radio don't play my jam
They fuckin' foolish what's his name?
(Hodgy

the gangstas die young and the rats die faster
So, when my shooter spread this MAC
Live shatter 'round, 'round
Like, "Who gives a fuck if Black Lives Matter?"

addicted, can't miss it/
she was never in my dreams because i wished it/
probably with me because she thinks i'm a rich kid/
she wanted me to serve

look?
Hit him with a left and then I shot him with the right hook
I'm with Louie 'round Stockton, right by Cook
Fed up 'cause niggas really jeffin', I

the flex lesija siyin

Flex on
Flex on
Black hard working brother
Ey

I've been lit yeah since I was a kid yeah
Since I was six I’ve been dreaming big yeah

something like the cars that charge on road
I'm in hearts, I'm in master mode
Hustler by nature, can't you hear my grafter tone?
Won't stop 'til

even go gym
Man it's different to when I was a kid
A real bad man, real talk, no bluffing
Tell girls what I do and they love it
I spent a couple

Should've saw us like Stega
Coming from a distance, pain and persistence
Make sure that I was an instant, hit with these kids on terror
They don't give

Hallelujah

Clairmont the Second

Quest for Milk and Honey

2017

tone
That classic for a classic black man from that west end
My blessings, can't count them
Thought I had none then I found them
Laid in

Burn

Wretch 32

Upon Reflection

paint circle of trust
One lady in my arms, that's a circle of love
One kid in each arm, that's the circle of trust
Yeah, trigger, trigger, trigger,

Yesterday you claimed
St. Peter isn't far for you
You said you'd meet me by the bridge
You had your hair pulled back
In tiny black berets