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I was in The Think Tank, late one night
When my eyes beheld a sussy sight
For a crewmate with his hat, grabbed his sythe
And suddenly to my

nothing disguised as yourself
Sickening secrets I keep to myself

Lyrics by Martin Arne Borre

I see a man with something to prove -
A desire deep down to make his dad full of love
With no name
Yet his dad is removed unwilling to budge
His son

to
The darker side of love
The darker side of love

And we play these games
You let me fuck you with my mind
And I'm not afraid
I leave my insecurities behind

Party time all the time nah we don’t play 
I stay grizzy on my grind 
If it’s after 9
I cant walk a straight line 
By 12 Ive drank more than the party

won't compromise 
This game we play it come with time
That bird can't sing go keep him quit 
Staying active tryna get off 
These last two I didn't buy 
I

onna mission, we get it
Touchdown look around who did it
Wit my rounds I mess w the critics 
Islam that’s the way living
& it go smooth if he play his

a real one never need to trick her feet
          Prefer by her a benz make she kick up feet
         She say me so street, when me hustle the money make

Yeah When I rap on the beat that’s the groove huh
Yeah everything I do is the move huh 
Running up these racks go to school huh
Slatt yoshi 

Gas

be ducked off ona daily 

Don’t pick up unless it pay me 

Drive right by them niggas hating 

Leave the city like escaping 

Blowing smoke I’m never

over pussy hit like I’m her 2nd body
She wanna lay up once I nut get the fuck from by me

All these niggas hate the god I feel like MIT Romney 
In

Here I go, yeah I’m back, back talking my sh** again, f**ck you ni**a spin a block, then I spin again, yeah I’m in that mode now, it ain’t by

rid of those clowns 

They went and attacked us with a crazy flu
It's made in  China and by Fauci Fauci Fauci too
They cranked up the fear and give us

hope dat i dnt make it
I live in da trap where i tax for da paper
Was raised by da realest dem killers an dealers get left on da pavement if u tryna play

clouded
By painful memories
I've made my peace with warfare
The tables have been turned
When you jump into the fire
Your soul is bound to burn
You think

doing it by my lonely
But that shit ain't working out cause don't nobody know me
I just need one chance to prove niggas below me
And I don't got time for

around me
A whirlpool of lives
Color surrounds me I'm pierced by light
Freedom at the tip of my tongue
Taste it like the fruit in my lungs
I'm soaring but

real cool
Now most of the time I play the part of the fool
Whoa
My empty dreams are passing me by
Broken hearts will break
But why is it mine all

1, 2, 3, 4 STUN, URS ÎN CAP RABADON pe mine, vin pe MID și te-ai tirat Ursu' doarme și-mi farmează chiar și coechipierii Dau atâta damage, Lil Anuța,

Married to the gutted I was wedded by a knife
If you feeling cheeky, you bit em with a sife
If you feeling freaky, I’ll let you meet the night
Never ever

don't dry
But dream me closer and I'll feel like I'm right by your side

Bring me closer in your mind and we'll be free
Just know I'm wanting you as much

serves as camouflage 
So they can play the gray areas without being detected
I'm saying: this shit can test a man
Make you doubt what you know

style
And smoking by the pound
It's a jungle or a circus I see too many clowns
When they see you winning man all they do is frown
Drive around town
Girl

Let a prayer play its song on my lips
I climbed back under the covers
And I bowed my heavy eyes to rest

And you're free
Free to take over me

I fell