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now I'm alone 
But I fight it anyway gotta stay strong 
Time flying by, it's been so long
What's going on, yeah 

I Rose up through the concrete 
Like

manuscript'll 
Get a couple candles lit
The 2nd is our Time
& how we handle it
But we've been handed this
Handful of false illusions 
Palm computing almighty
Thee

a cold fucked and deranged Cracker
My rhymes hit you hard like a tackle from a linebacker
Nine locked and loaded time to rearrange brain matter
Autopsy

trish and where that wock at, yeah
Where them 30s at, yeah yeah
Yeah, it's time to get high
Take them percs, yeah it's time to get by
Putting that shit

a year
Time just goes by like that

I don't need a three five seven to get even
Odd how two or four you are still breathing
I know private detectives are

iraq
Oh no
Hammer time you can’t touch this im winnin
I'm far from average
I’m different
I got 50’s and 100’s
I’m spinning
Why you smiling at me
Why you

Aye with pain comes a little growth
And some times you lose your self
And then sometimes you find yourself
But no matter what happens in life I just

to slide
I can fight em but sometimes they control my life

Yeah I've been tryna reach Millionaire status
Invest 1 times it by 5 but they won't let us 
Yeah

from the fame
Y'all the same rappin' bout money and chains

I've been shot in the chest by my brother (ouch)
Dawgs got their bets on the other (what)

Bitch I'm on fire, ain't nothing cool with yall

Addy come thru and we slide
50 racks down by the side
You better watch who you eying
Some of you out here

On a mission of matter fission in visions 
You crack heads are half dead map questing how to get to ego death 

Emo threats are all you are to me

Every song I write I feel I'm getting closer
Every dollar that I spend I feel I'm getting broker
Every time I get upset I struggle to stay sober

a year
Time just goes by like that

I don't need a three five seven to get even
Odd how two or four you are still breathing
I know private detectives are

take a shot at me
How the fuck you rapping and ya hood don't even got a bean
50 racks'll get you five hearses but I'm not a mean
Get you sniped out by

Actin' my movies, yeah
Twenty bitches at one time, I need a shrink
Fifty digits at one time, I need a brink
Hundred hours in my office, I get no sleep

holding it down holding it down
Wash and wax will tell you all the facts
The girls even be getting into all the cracks
Wash it real slow I got time to blow

(The resistance part 2)

(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)

(Talk my shit woah yeah yeah yeah)

The resistance 2nd season this time ima talk my shit
Off my chest

him dread
By the time the end comes to put us to bed
He hopes to be gone, like 20 years dead

Before it dries up, we have to rise up, and as we rise up

this fire left No velocity, an empty screen I scream out my insides This malignity will decimate time bounds my spine to images On this are you the pain

with a semi
Right outside the store
Shootouts in front of the boys
Critical times in the 50z
Niggas get busy
Couple Vs spinning off
You knew it was

that shit?
Bitch I am Lykos
Now can you finally get it right?
50 bodies by the time midnight strikes
Here comes the dark, cut the lights
Game's

was put to sleep in her infancy
Her momma gave birth just for a check, she had the decency
She was raped by her cousin, kept that in secrecy
Found

Crooked Officer

Z-Ro

The Life of Joseph W. McVey

2004

Too many times I done been hated on, by 5-0
Fuck your badge, I wish all of you bitches would die slow
I'm just trying to survive hoe, and feed my

Crooked Officer

Z-Ro

Life of Joseph W. McVey [Screwed and Chopped]

2004

Too many times I done been hated on, by 5-0
Fuck your badge, I wish all of you bitches would die slow
I'm just trying to survive hoe, and feed my