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to the same situation every time
Baby, break a line up quick, hit the splits on this dick
Crazy bitch want my kids, gotta lotta daddy issues that I can't fix

I run now
You think about tryna come down
Don't wanna see no sun down I wanna see my mans up
Niggas wanna get they bands up
Wanna stand up nigga put

and gentlemen
Bob ross flow
With a little extra melanin
Drive by slow with the speakers
And you can tell a friend
Chi-ca-going to Kansas City
I'm here again

Yeah yeah
Straight outta ghetto making 100 millz
Yeah yeah
Bitches loves us cz we give em chills
Label tryina change me for record deal
Istanbul

I'm so sincere
Ain't no soul or goal to chase, we all hold in place from being bold and great
When no-one is held down for there sins here, uh
That's my

prison shiv
Got it by any means I felt
That my options was limited i popped it off
'cause you won't prosper being a timid kid
Not having my pops around had

The Man Upstairs

Mac Mall

Immaculate

and the Holiest Ghost
Give me some guidance on these streets so cold
Shed some light down on me and my folks, you know?
'Cause the Pope never toured the ghetto

we walk by they double take
My girls a dime she hell of nice
Yeah shawty thick without a waist
I'm working beats at any time, commit the crime

to die
Learn to face my fears 'fore I learned to drive
Conquering lows to perfect my highs
Learn to live yo life, stay the hell out of mine
It's the life

months later I was born in 1997
22 years later now I'm rapping out my mind
Please pay attention this intervention was divine
If Tupac has a kid, he'd want

to bring my folks back
Teach em how to be pro black
And that ain't anti white it just means having our own back
We been at the bottom of society for too long

to the essence
Cuz we both divine like crosses stars crescents
My presence can cause pleasance
Give hope to the kids who smile fading, to the homies trial facing

should'a knew that I was crazy after that one line
I said on Hell on Earth when I'd flash my dick at a red light
To a couple of transvestites, yeah, that

Ask Ya Self

Krumb Snatcha Mobsters

Snatcha Season, Vol. 2

2001

out
To the skit, on the D&D-project, blew the shit out

By accident, we do some shit on the mic
That a kid is convicted in Interstate, trapped again

360 Degrees

Push Button Objects

Ghetto Blaster

2003

try to get in-to
My cypher, I ciphen they blood like they split in two
Yeah, Del, repel, arduous
The purest, give 'em service
With no insurance
Evil
I

Yeah, this is my vision
Written without second thought or revision
The type of shit that affect
You like an oncoming collision
That just make you

Combat

Sunz of Man

Elements

2004

to begin
To spread ya Aloe head gel
Every tape has an inmate and blow up ya brain cells
All ya reactions is trapped in my time warp
And smoke 'em, ya get

of the 80s
Got the hood goin crazy
Bitch
My Guns off safety
If these shells hit ya nigga Make bastard his outta baby
Should a never played em
Corners brought

Ignored the red Flags
Shorty see saw a green flag
Homie ignored the red flag
In my hood niggas dropping like pigeon shit
Everybody grippy
Ride around

you need a hug
I got so much to tell you but I don't know where to start
I'll try my best to keep this kinda short
Yeah
Young Man
You're nine years old,

She grabbed my eyes, locked 'em up, and pulled me down into a trance
Looking back
I think our love was purely luck and happenstance
Like a boomerang

off welfare
It's hell here
Why should I vote like it's ever been fair?
My people in despair, they still balance
We hit hard like still melons
Smile

us out the trap/ wishing I could breathe air in tweet lungslet em tell his kids he gone have they back/ buddy umma real nigga never changed up still

Yeah
This song is dedicated
To all rats, snitches and cop callers
We don't like you
Someone had to say it

I wake up and brush my teeth