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trophy
Got my homies, become the OGs, and now they cannot breath
And my boys, we them bros, one got shot by the cops
And john got a crash, huh, youngin

am for my positioning
I'm tryna use the right words when I'm sentencing
Speak my thoughts to therapist named Benjamin
News worthy stories saw nothing

stuffing—gravy without muffins
I’m all alone with EMPTY LOVIN’
 
I’ve got to get up—and get over it
I’ve got to start my life brand new again
Get out

as a joke like a New Orleans levee
Y'all can't read The Room, Tommy Wiseau (Why so) serious
Life is a Killing Joke or like huffing a can of gas
Til ya

These fake people, they ain't worth my time
I'm in it for the long haul, gotta climb
I'd rather have a real one by my side
Someone who's got my back,

on (I'm out)
Yeah it's safe here, wait here and be great here (Be great here)
But I need to have a great life, not a great year (Yup)
Yeah
I'll catch you

isn't fun to watch someone get maimed
John Doe was his name under white sheet and surrounded by tape. Dang
I hope that she don't got herpes if she got

on (I'm out)
Yeah it's safe here, wait here and be great here (Be great here)
But I need to have a great life, not a great year (Yup)
Yeah
I'll catch you

No time for the stress On a daily get neck
I'm just livin' that life Hundred grand won't suffice
Seven figures the minimum Gotta do that shit twice

John Doe
Gettin money bands up is all that I know
New bitch, new whip Ima rock those
Double flip off a brick like the copo
Buckle up off a bitch, she

Take It to God

KRS-One

Spiritual Minded

2002

Yeah, once again, word up urban inspirational
KRS-One, Professor Ecks, whattup Dan? Woo
Temple of Hip-Hop, let's do it

By the sound

John McCain, you can't lift your arms up
These po-ranhas, live by a certain code of conduct
Fuck fly hoes and blow ganja
He a prophet, predict shit

your Barney in the backyard
You dug it up with your bare hands—now that’s hard
Karma had a way of sorting that out
Fell out a tree, broken in pieces by

a real life Pharaoh
Be impressed by my apparel 
We step out 
I don't feel comfort 
If you don't feel let down 
I've been on the rise 
So that means if I

by the screwed by the down and make chopped chopped
Bit off more than you could chew
And got put in yo place now you on the inside lookin out
RIP Screw

six'four" by the way)
Is life worth living relationships worth pursuin'
Will I ever see the day a woman unironically calls me baby (nope)
I'm just chilling

hated by everybody around them
I lived that life
With a switchblade in my stomach
I was on the fuckin meds
Ya know I almost kicked the bucket
Yuh
Yuh
They

ain't no get well soons (R.I.Ps)
I'm trynna put that boy on the news
Hit his block late night with them tools (With them wops)
I want him dead ion play by

phone
I only flex the shit that I own
Flex on a bitch she hot she thick then I hit a lick and I'm gone new time
Four by four truck moving too fast I cut

Boxman whooping them dumb fucks
Struck by the wrong end of my nunchucks
You'll witness the end of your days, perro
From today, one could say you have no

white chalk mullato
My motto
Is to be judged by 12 never carried by 6 so I walk around like pharrell holding the clips
Malicious heroin needles push in

leather new endeavor fashion this like I'm J Crew out goes the lights chain hooks and spikes I got such sights I'm showin' you 
Pop Chianti fire some fava

a bitch spawn like John Leguizamo
Got art on my wall, but not by Picasso
Two custom pieces I got from Art Basel
I travel, no luggage, I'm savin' the hassle

Burn Baby Burn

Gravediggaz

Blazin'

2001

baby burn

Yo, from the first day, that I burst through the skin of a virgin
I was cursed by sin
A mammal of the sea
Pops named John Samuel