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killin shit
securin' the bag I can't afford to be weak
I'm from murder capital central coast, dangerous streets
and I was raised by G's thats why they call
on the steps by my building
Now I'm a success
Gettin' cheques for my children
Full length mink for my
Daughter in the winter
Celebratin' life 'cause I thought
I
A death by misadventure, a life without a soul
A mother says its wasted, but she will never know
Power without a care in the world
Like you'll never
to touch our wears
Pushing
Their girls to talk to us like, "Go, go
Go over there" ("OK!")
"Hug his body and get the autograph" By
The time he tried to holler
a punch
Told Dee put the steak down
He working up a gut
Apple jack breakfast but I'm finna
Turn 'em in by lunch
Bitch told me pull up on her then
She got
to narrowly define Somebody by their look
When all of us are shards of the divine
Travelling souls through time 
Universal DNA
Shards of the divine

Returning
the same
That's not enough to make me stay

And still I can't explain,
Going home a week early
Broke those gifts you made me
One by one, they seemed to come
Dresscode: Black by Kissin´ Black


The wolf inside the sheep
The man behind the deep
His soul is cheap, soul is cheap, soul is cheap
It ain't much
Prayer from the end of times
Thou shall not fear
embrace thy holy death
the gift for the ferryman has been given
SO close your eyes forever
it is my
me sippin alkaline
Call me by my government
When I’m inside
Tap it so damn hard
Made my phone tha hotline
Straight to me
When I call make a B Line
So
They hid your orders in the envelope
You tried to kiss yourself and then elope
And you mislaid it at the oyster bar
Recovered by the busboy with
La, la, la, la, la
Surprise

Your pants I bought it, 검은 양말 벗어 주길
Her gift mini-pill, 원하고 조절 못 하니?

Hell no, does he know that?
Any bed, the red
are whirling slow on the lambent purple sea In the well of wisdom sinks our gifts in crimson blood
When the trade of souls has passed, has the ritual
that surrounds you everywhere
Why cant’ you feel the joy in all the small things people share
And all the happiness that by the way is all for free
Open
when nurtured by the land
Sheltered and nourished
No raging storm can then, its course, impede
And from the earth a matchless gift springs forth
A lovely
strychnine
Now rappers undetectable I dipped 'em all in quicklime
Imagine every day your hype is growing by the second
And they're already saying Mike is
level
I fought the devil and I
I fought the devil and I won

He hooked me with his left, which took me by surprise
I took it on my head, he hammered me
his cry with her lullaby
Heaven and earth for the moment have stopped
Mary rocks the rock

Peace on the earth today has a champion
The gift of his birth
The flows I know
The flows I know yeah the flows I know
Life gonna bring you highs and lows
It gonna bring you gifts
It gonna bring you woes
But you gotta
Night skies
The eager look in your wanton eyes
Beneath the tree by the picket-fence
We spoke of love and I lit a cigarette
The stain on my coat tells
the guilt
The guilt brought upon by all the mistakes you have made
Grabbing onto lies
Feining for that quick escape
Reaching out for the devils toy, accepting
Superman, Iron Man, any man, help man!
Dynamite, Dolemite, can you really help man?

A change gon' come, yeah we shall overcome
What the gifts that we brung
I'm so amazed you always stood by my side
Even when things got rough, you came for the ride
You believed in me and saw the best I can do
You let me
Episode or the text inscribed, imbibed
By scholars who sat and studied this math
Straight still narrow path, can't be washed in a bath
Just spitting that X

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