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days running from the plug my nigga
Glad you didn't get to see the judge my nigga
Look up my nigga, It's all love, my nigga
One love, my nigga
Who

Seasons in the Sun

Black Box Recorder

England Made Me

1998

and ABC's
Skinned our hearts and skinned our knees
Goodbye my friend, it's hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky
Now that the spring is in

Most of my life I have been broken down
Living to the expectations of who others thought I should be
How I should live and who to love
Front page

Will Not Be Shaken
My Hope It Comes From You Alone, My Lord And My Salvation
Your Praise Is Always On My Lips, Your Word Is Living In My Heart
And I Will

sinking, can feel my heart bleeding out
Hear metaphors Lil' Jay be snapping, I'm the hood poet
Feel like the pain and all the losses really kept me going
104

He went insane
Went from a Billi
Down to a Milli
Losing a couple of sponsorships
Can't see the kids
Girl getting clapped by Pete Davidson
Peep the vid

tricking off what is sacred.

Cash manifesting all around me
Got it out the dirt yea i was hustling for my family
Heaven made a way now them people can't

Huh? Detroit raised me
Detroit, let me walk you through my city
Huh?

I used to live in Section
8 housing with my pops
My hood was the gun range
I'm

shit's different I'm having options
Word around the city I got it, hottest in Boston
I do this for my niggas I feel guilty on these flights
I wish y'all

"Their young blood will stain
This Vermont plain before our land is free"

I remember that smile as I rode each mile
In my heart a dreadful chill
The blood

Skinned our hearts and
Skinned our knees.

Goodbye my friend it´s hard to die
When all the birds
Are singing in the sky
Now that the spring is in the air

myself
Bury the evil inside of me probably not good for my health
What about everything else 
Bury my self deprecation and all my self hatred will bury

Pimps, Hustlas

E-40

Grit & Grind

2002

yell, they all tragic magic
Plastic baggage, jelly jars in microwaves
Got to have it, backwoods and purple hayes

Mess around in my side of town, get

know 'bout you but it's easy to me
Easy like ABCDE (yup)
ABC 123 yup lets all gon' wake up on the count of 3
Aye
ABCDE said it be easy
ABCDE said it be

feeling
Breaking through all them ceilings, they tried to put over me
Speaking my mind
Don't care for sparing no feelings
Imma choppa hard runna gotta fill

VERSE


I serve The Great King 

One you'll ever know 

Also known as Mother

Brother keeps me on my toes

S-e-r-v-i-n-g 

Learning from step one

up
Since I came out my daddy nuts
I'm on my grind, I do not sleep
Too much adrenaline, my heart pumps insulin
Bitch I'm not sweet
But you a sweetie,

cause niggas walk around like they cannot see,
i was at the end saying xyz

i live in my peace ain't no stress in me

yea you got to beginning singing ABC

at 11: 00 y'all was
Leavin' 6: 00 in the mornin'
Cause them underage bitches had to be
To school by 8: 00
My belt always a lil' loose
To get a handgun

of it

This had to be how Tony felt before he hit the 900
My ex left me with a broken heart
Don't you know you can die from it?
Lord, I don't know

You see I write my name in stone as I grow into my own
I'm bad to the bone and a beast I'm in my zone
No need for hallow tips or 9 that's plated by

like the 80's, I got coke like the 80's
I got coke like the 80's
I got coke like the 80's, in my coke white Mercedes

All white, nigga, Big Ike, nigga

fuckin' mouth (he won't)
Live at the Oscars, you can't make up this story
Her boo August Alsina got beat up by Tory
Jada probably called him to see if he

was hurt when they had ran up in the spot
And took the P's
Hurt you was with me from ABC's
Then talked to D's
I was cheesed they seized the weed