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You're being, you're being preyed on, you understand, you're, you're a young child
You're being preyed on by these guys who are trying to use you
turns into the last day of all time
I can say I hope you are in these arms of mine
And when the night falls before that day I will cry
I will cry tears
to district with some
Bitches and then make it rain
I know some real real guys that own
Yards and never splashed on cars
Like Atif and Wasif who
Are still
a flaw in your core no matter how dark the night
(Comes true)
Your light's a spark born to ignite
(It will come true)
A little bit of hope goes a long,
the holes in his wrists
I doubt the one who made it all
The one Who made the sun and the moon and who made the rain fall
I can't Play it off, but I can't
to transform
I got a life now and I got a wife now
I want to endow her a kid
I know one day it will make it big
Please listen to me, you're almost grown
You can
role models and I'm here right now
No role models to speak of
Searchin' through my memory, my memory
I couldn't find one
Last night I was gettin' my
alive but can she survive the storm.
Someday days just roll on by without a gray cloud in the sky.
She keeps telling herself, "I will make it on my
Bobby will body anybody Like Gotti did Gambino, from Maryland to Reno
We know Tarantino a killer
But the Young Sinatra got you by the neck
it
No bail oh, but still not a dribble or drop
In jail he was beaten, bullied and buggered
And made to make license plates
Water and bread was all he
to waste last night
Never made up
Cause you got away last night
We can grow up
We can go away last night
Hold up you didn’t know the way last night
I will
[Intro:]
Okay God it's like this
If we don't manifest our power to the fullest
Man, you know what I'm saying?
Nothing will become of everything that
in the rain
But really rappin' 'bout them shootings, find it cheeky and strange
You can find me where the Ps to be made
Me and my BM started
and the insane
He played lots of chess and made lots of friends
And he wept every time it would rain
Once it rained forty days and it rained forty nights
And he
at the mic, you weird beard
We doin' this once
Your beard's weird, why you yellin' at the mic?
Rihanna just hit me on a text
Last night I left hickeys
help me, true story o, oh
Oh Lord help me, oh who, oh who
Damn, Shizzi wa gbayi
Written by Olumayowa Odejimi
a change, 'least I made a tape
And I pray someday you're inspired by it and make your way, look
It's some legends gone so I'm paying homage, they paved
off to jail; you guessed it, no bail
Oh, but still not a dribble or drop
In jail he was beaten, bullied and buggered
And made to make license
(BIGDMANDEM)
(He glitched the matrix, glitched the matrix)
(Oh my god, Scruff) (I love you Scruff)
I don't want friends anyways
It's alright when I
to dance
You put me right at ease
We only met that night by chance
It was serendipity
Oooh, I try not to remember
But I can't forget the pain
Now my broken
role models and I'm here right now
No role models to speak of
Searchin' through my memory, my memory
I couldn't find one
Last night I was gettin' my
unsaid
Twenty-four hours just go by, God bless
'Fore we let the ghost get away
One last communion, babe
So I let it go, nobody else around
Couldn't
take for granted
It's my opening night, spinning everyone will be there who's anyone,
To bear witness to my newest, latest, and greatest work.
I'm
to stay boy!
On the outskirts, of what works
Live those who go for broke, and murk to get murked
Live by the sword and die by the semi
Not part of my
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