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Fueled by the fire of the fame burning deep within
The Trickster has risen from the ashes of No Spin

Don't run away
Don't say we're through
No way

stone,here to reignite ya soul 
Get in the car dummy we got places to go 
And I’m all about the legacy the plans getting bigger by the day 
See me from

the books, go get the Bible
Yo, man, well apparently you must have ripped all the
pages out in the dictionary
man, 'cause you've used all the words
So I'm

Of my city burning
An echo of
A selfish time
Will you still want me tomorrow?
It's in the pages
Is this the cure?
Is this the
Shot in the dark
You've been

pages laying on the dresser
Didn't like the world he wrote about
He balled it up and threw it out
Mama called from downstairs your father's almost here

Of horses, maybe some Porsches
Crazed from tryna stay sane claimin The poor shit
Shouldnt have questioned the boy When
I'm ahead of, every single one of you

follow the example of the comic-paper idol
who lets you bend the rules.

So!
Come on ye childhood heroes!
Won't you rise up from the pages of your

Maya, we need to stop this now 
I keep on coming back to you and I can't find my way out 
I should know by now but I don't im too proud 
Full of anxiety

master up my craft
Now they back now
Finally not feelin' like they cash cows
You know the homies on the cypher bout to fuckin act out

Steve, Don't Say

just call em memories
open like a book no secrets on diaries
die from disease if you ain't seeking for a cure
am sick of sitting so man I start to crawl

Built like
Steady working to be the greatest
I cant fall off or be weak
If you ain't performing
Then they take you out like fantasy
Sometimes I wish I

sisters in the coffin getting eyes knifed out
Your my brother in islam i got back your back bro
Look how far we came from hitting stains on a back road
I

wash away her blues.
She read him her poetry and pages from her diary.
He would long for her to stay. but she would blush and turn away.

No one knows.

of the Looms
Now I'm tryna figure out, is you from Grape Street, Crip?
Or just another fruit in this room?
It's crucial, you choose, I'm sure you don't want me

another bit of ash in the furnace full of burning cash
a single sunbeam shining out like a dream
hits a shard of glass magnifying to a hot gleam
heating up

shall be reaped by the sickles
Take me to my dead Christ!
Of the turning burning
Take me to my dead Christ!
Take me from shore to shore!
Turning

Six months in and y’all yet to hear my most impressive verses yeah
Let it play out for a bit this the part two feel the vibes
They be blocking me off

I want peach skin that’s soft
Johnny Depp don’t cry baby
Leonardo in my diary
River phoenix please stand by me
Marlon Brando oh yeah that’s a must
Buy

to day
Cut by the tether that I hold, look in the eye Hole, run back with my ball, trip and then I fall

How the fuck he do it
Is it confidence,

My Life Your Entertainment

Usher

Paper Trail [Circuit City Exclusive]

2008

am not y'all (niggas)
Couple pages out the calendar and I'm out y'all
Kid listen, pay attention, you don't wanna be me
It's safer to watch it

To be a fuck-up
Another nigga
That only expresses himself
By tearing down the walls
Of the only home he knows
Then wonders why he is cold.
I'm sorry
I

you lost, tearing pages out of stories
Poker gets you short like you never even had a chance
Cooking up my roots and the balance is a master plan
What's

Hell Sent

B.O.N.E. Enterprise

Faces of Death

Nine, ten, we're out to kill again
Straight from the burning flames of hell
A place where all assassins dwell
Pur back on earth to destroy all

dust
Now please don’t act like
Gilly don’t be ripping on that Christ flow that Gospel
My flow be unpredictable when
By the way your boy is back
I don’t