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father, I just felt I wasn't enough
I think he wanted me to play football and be tough
He just wanted to have a normal bond with his son
But by the time I

the bathroom the next day
Is where I'd recite

The crowd kept getting bigger
I was rippin it down
Disco dan was my beat box
I remember it now
 
I wasn't perfect

black fly,
We handle pistols and we aim :
« Defend yourself or I will tame ! »

c couple of swift bullets knock the redneck down.
In three days I can

My father, a carter on the dockside in Dublin
When the hours of work were from dawn until dark
His only pleasures: the love of my mother
A pint

kept three chips, but A-shot miss
I got taught from my father you can't trust a bitch
Now I be doggin' they shit
And Im letting' em go like I came out

a father every day I
Would be there raise him from a youngin to king gave three years situation went 
Left packed my shit to my son and left what’s done in

all emotion bottle up way deep down in my thought
Searching for an exorcist to free my mind and run it off
Spending time in studio, studying

seeds in her deep ends
Three Seasons and we win, we been tuned in to the God frequency
Not odd that we would be still tuned into yall frequently
No rival

with the best
Punchlines that you've got
Second round you gotta put it down
We gonna bring the flows and just chop
Round three
You better bring the speed

EMPIRES

Grandfather fought in the war, he never knew his son
In the mud in a faraway land he died, shot down by a gun
He never saw that child grow,

the photos
And I don't really like how
I'm treated by these people, Uh
Feel like Walter White
Shave my head and I go evil
Don't look up, don't look down
I just

want to leave 'em dead but what it's gon' cost me
Locked up in my own thoughts, I just want to be free
Weighed down by this pain I bust yo brain and take

probably safe
Best nigga in it no time for debate
And that include West Ashley and down to to 'Phate
You might smile in my face
But you still reside

Your wings were swallowed by the sun
If I were you, Annie, I would run as far as I could go
As far as you can go and then some
Call your mother, call

And oh what a whale of fortune
It's all been today

And it's borrowed

The Father, The Son, and The Holy Ghost
And the fiddler's roofie dragged

fears cry blood bleed vomit
So many skeletons I need three closets
So many elements it goes beyond the
Hold where I thought I had control tried to block

come with the best punchlines that you've got
Second round you gotta put it down, we gonna bring the flows and just chop
Round three, you better bring

be a fair playing ground
All you ever do is play around
The rule of thumb that's keeping people like me down
I'm loading three rounds, yeah these

Are you down to ride
Dmad, what you doing
Are you down to ride
Angel's on my side
Christ is my head
Most High gon' slide
Don't tell me that you

that by the door?
Them niggas can't be serious
Sneak dissing gang over a hoe
They know we made 'em blocks
They call they blocks
Up on 'em one ways

witnessed the fall of mankind

The man in the moon
A new dimension of words
Written by my wife and son

Deep at night you´re not alone

Where are they now

Walkin' through the door, my dog hit me up, he said
"Did you know?" Man, what you tryna say, yo
"Come on, check this out, lil' Ricky dead
Three shots

and confess

Roll down the street
Past the girl next door
Floatin on a high
I don't wanna hit the floor
Running out of time
I don't wanna sing a song
Fuckin

a piece of her pierced belly
She looked hungry but you could tell by her butt to one degree
She be getting down like, "Yo, wassup?"
Um, um, nothin' was