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Ye 'ol soul don't you abandon all hope
Ye 'ol soul you can free yourself
Ye 'ol soul you're not damned
Just listen to what I'm saying
You hold

the red man
Asked him what's good, what's the plan then
Cosplayed Morpheus, showed me
Pink slip in his domain
Be rich, get the bitches, get the drip
No more

her save her save me under Gary Coleman
I got different strokes
She said imma save you under snoop cuz you be with the locs
Told that bitch that I'm my

table and we all eating
223 Chew yo chest leave yo body leaking
And I'm sorry my nigga that's why we don't like beefing
Invest and connect gotta meet

touched by god's hand
I don't believe that I'm a part of any master plan

I don't believe there's anybody watching over me
But I do believe the dead are

and fuckin weathermen
Kevlar versus letterman
Bet we get left deader than a lotta fuckin better men
Raise a voice, lower coffins
They do it often
Inoculated by

‘Cause when I’m on my knees your hand’s is all I see

CHORUS 2)	It’s a sweet twist of fate
From 10 feet tall, we survive the fall
Through the fire then

Got a billion dollars buried somewhere at the bottom of my garden
One day when I'm down there maybe I'll go diggin' and I'll strike it rich
And all

not to bet blindly
Cuz It aint nothin’ but a rich man’s card game
A-When you’ve got a name like Dave or Charlie K
The rules they just don’t apply to you

already know
I ain't ever talk or snitch no I ain't ever told
Get rich get the gold, that's just how it goes
I ain't ever loved no bitch 'cause I can't

ain't even get evicted
Like to run my mouth 'cause I used to have to sit
Right by the window and watch the other children
Run around the block and get

killing me?
Is it Cause i am black with a degree
Headlights in my rear they follow me
Paranoia fall on me
I find comfort in the sun
Cause at night I'm

your dental records couldn't be identified by your face
You should've stayed in your mufucking lane
Or in the house with your bae playing video games

and that shit hurt my feelings
Like nigga do this shit yo self like why you so dependent
I'm still paranoid might spend a couple racks on a baby k
My brother

Intertwined with our dreams, we're plotting on a scheme
A plot to getting rich, and rule supreme. Flowing on the script
Shaman never skipping scenes.

black men outta jail and in college 
Older OG's don't even spread the knowledge 
They tell you get rich by jacking wallets 
I can't talk with skeletons in

The Poet

Ryan Bingham

Junky Star

2010

And as I get long gone
Out where the wind blows
The desert sky, she flies by for miles

And as I keep walkin'
People keep a-talkin'
About

Slam Dunk (Da Funk)

5ive

PremEARS, Vol. 1: Music from the Disney Channel Original Movies

1999

(Welcome to tonight's game
And if you've just tuned in
These five guys have been
Slam dunking all night
I'm feelin really good about this John
Hit me)

with this
knowing it's akin to a chauvinist
Cuz always it's
Me me me me like a vocalist
Hopeless it's
Forgot a love that I don't deserve
I'm unburdened

too
Savannah, Georgia, not Iowa or Michigan
The C-port, focused on gettin' rich again
Signature super torn, back up on our shit again
Ram Tony track, I

onto finer things
Road running chasing dreams
Get rich by any means

 Much green
It's unsettling 

I got 223s
cRPs
I aint stressing it

Digi dash 200 
I

on every trailer start to burn
Them zombies bout to head to Suzie's One by one they takin' turns
From every trailer in the park, walkin' up, ridin' bikes

Im making a way
Put the work and the time in all of the rest gone fall into place
A certain amount then I can go rest and call it a day
So many times

If home is where the heart is, then I've been away too long.
If passion's where the spark is, then mine's by a campfire song.
Something wild will