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Ima earn my stripes like Tony
Ima take that shot till I make that shot
Gonna leave my mark like Kobe

When she see my tree she gone remember me
She

yourself out, I guess I'll see you around, my friend

Nothing stays the same
Tears obscured by rain
Pouring down from clouds above my bed
Thunderstorm raging

lace in
Pretty overwhelmed by the future that we're facing
Got steady heads though our hands ain't shaking
Working to make it when rain was torrential

an aging tree
I took my time to count the leaves
Abandon ship the banished clique
They can be seen, they're vanishing
Ghost

Hunting down my prey I love

better dog Em
Let 'em piss and sheat from the tree
Like a monkey
Wo

Trigger finger itching even.
When Im not hunting
Turn the dogs too a ghost
Call it

I had a sleepover with your ghost
The kind where we would stay up all night talking
You know I carry you around like my Jansport
It makes me feel

Basehead Attack

Insane Clown Posse

Hell's Pit, Pt. 2

2004

one jumpin' out of a tree
But I ain't even have to move, he missed by like 20 feet
He slammed down on the pavement, I quickly started kickin'
Beat him

isolated 
Thinking you're off-base when there's a million lonely souls who have been branded with the same mark
Torn off the same tree bark
The pit's got you

dive
Now I watch company
From the side eye
I’ll Rather keep it Descret
When I Ride by
Putting arms around dem niggas
Who you envy
Stay alarm Around dem

Bus to Baton Rouge

Lucinda Williams

Essence

2001

Avenue

Built up on cinder blocks off the ground
What with the rain and the soft swampy land
By the sweet honeysuckle that grew all around
Were

even tryna hold you Magnolia Slim
I'm a soldier from that mode, I'm the ghost of him
From the era of police stretcher, no cameras catch him
Drop you

better Hyde
Sparkle and crackle
Right by your side
Park in the dark in the park for my mark
I'm a shark out of water
I'll bite till I'm dried
Not

next to you.

Morning has come, the children are downstairs

Gathered around by the tree.

The presents are wrapped, the coffee cake’s ready

No one is

a shell on my spot to mark it

I don't really have the life to settle down
By the time I do you might not be around

when you hear this message
You don't begin hating me
I'm tryna smoke some tree
'Till I can't see and feel some latency
Ain't nobody understand this shit

of
Man I see right through that
Diluted, H20


Stagnant, cant keep up with the mandem
Prang them, with a little sixteen
Sting him like tea tree
Honey I'm

the cars, then the gold, I cannot flex, I ain't the type
Never fall for the hype, don't need to tell you twice, we messed around for Pali Ice, we just tryna

to a tree. 7Q’s sins vanished.

Thinking back to days gone by, funny how things always change. He’s still the same. Yeah. Jesus Christ I hold You true, all

Heaven and Hell, on a journey to find my self
Feelings of regret, fabricated by demons in shells
From people you love and people you've never even

baby

I'm Done


You can have the struggle

The yearning to be free

I'm kicking off my boots

Underneath this tree

You want to make your mark

Baby go

cause God's the one who's punching clocks 

Y'all just put the time in 

Verse 2 - Stylus
These ghastly folks in-trapped by the ghost who roll for Satan

Ghost dads embedded in your skin
Driving just to move around, incarcerated by whim
Lavender fur
Maple - like the tree
Sprouted from rotten roots, now

Cos it hasn't been your year
Tis the season when you're haunted by your ghosts
Buried feelings under seven feet of snow
And the magic in this city

I been a thug since my birthday
Done been around in the A
I'm like a ghost dissipate
I run em out of the country
Like Journey Boy man I'm hungry
I