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won't make it by with a 9-5
You gotta be quiet 
Fighting these secret wars
I play Checkers 
When I want to check ya
I play chest 
When I want to play ya

faithful and can’t hit the weed but ya lady can
This is unexpected didn’t make a plan
Life’s a gamble some take a chance
I’m just trying to make ends meet

different ways.

A million faces, a million places,
never seem to reach for an end.
A million faces, a million places,
still calls for me, to make a better

the noise got the apes
Till I sit in the wraith
Till the crib by the lake
Got a moat with the gate
Need the gold in my safe
Yeah The crown on my head
And my

understand
Re up another dont want it to end
Got some to do betta switch up them plans
Start makin love gotchu stuck in a trance
You know I'm down to go again

Here I stand, at the end of my world
It all seems so real, when all is said and done
Could I have the strength to see?
And peel back the layers that

I wonder if I’ll ever write a song again 
Or if it’s possible that I can just pretend 
Or should I just accept that this is the end 
I hate everyone

no one who pretend
Flammo and TDF on demand
They understand we done made up a plan
We gone run up a check for them bands
I cannot make a play if I

I'm surrounded by snakes
I tend to focus on the when and not the how
I try to be patient but I want this shit now
My gas is on E no salvation is found

rapping
Wait till the plans hatch
Till the weed pass back
Another one right down the hatch man, yeah man
Relax man

Most folks ain't in the same boat
But

seen Who've you hurt
And so quick to cut em off cause what they did To u first
Now submerged by a plunger from the pressure Of your own hand
Dancing in

man's world It's a rich man's world
I've been cheated by you since I don't know when So I made up my mind
it must come to an end
Look at me now
Will I

can't end it so here's the exclamation
Prepared this statement without a need of an explanation
A declaration prepared by the greatness
It say I'm back

This shit ain't forever
Step by step
Every lab another one ahead
But in the end we're back
And I'm sorry I messed up
But don't worry I'm better
Can't buy

angel a nheme
Sabes que yo mato como mato por ely
And im only 5'7 pero el guebo ta jevi
Aye quieren verme muerte on this mic they cant end me
Been dealing

with the fuckin' stick, bitch
And I ain't scared to hit a lick
I see yo' fuckin' bitch, and that hoe lookin' kinda thick
And by the end of the night,

Mitigating the end
By use of one's own terms
As my mortal coil begins to snap
As the gallows call out
As his shadow looms
That disgusting reflection

I just be zooted up every damn morning
Isolated i just be by my lonely
Turn myself up man im feelin too goated
I got a plan and i write it, its noted

the bumps in life that make us who we are

I’ve spent too many days
Searching for who I am
Fighting the time I’m given
Lost in a future plan
Always blind

beautiful plans, stick with this until the end
Gave you all this time, go your way, I'll take what's mine
We don't talk like we used to (we don't talk like we

or now

He’s got his plans, with courage in his eyes
His hearts beating fast, (he’s) done standing by
It’s his turn to tame the ice
So he jumps and he goes

major hit
They swear I spit superfluous
Cause I'm always saying shit
That I probably shouldn't say
So end up with slitted wrists
Or tossed off of my

I'm overtime working twenty deep
Prolly gon forget my dreams
Visions of myself going big but I'm in the deep end
So I'm drowning but I want this wreath

Brought slow to a boil, so our self-examination
Is slow to uncoil; no chance at salvation
Another two degrees and our extermination
Is all but foretold by