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me running


you really crazy if you coming back
I've made my choices no turning back
wish you do same by not calling back
fuck ya persona ain't taking

Aye
Ayee
Uh-huh
Aye
Uh-huh
Yahh
Okay okay
Its Vibes by the way
Look
Aye
Aye
We live in the days of the digital
Moves we making right now are pivotal

Cptn Cold Crush

Canibus

C of Tranquility

2010

can't live without
Been around since '97, I've been ripping it down
Spit track after track after 'Beast From the East'
I'm back before Lil' Weezy knew

and your vision fades to black
And by then it's too late to stop me I'll be coming back
I wrote Lies
This is the fallout
All the scars you gave remain
This

to untraveled hills and valleys
Lay claim to your new domain
Live long and propagate the royal line of Durin
Let your name be ever spoken
Heed now and witness

keep it clean
Run New Balance need the beam, on the highway to the King
Run the race all by his grace so that I finish honorably

Finish with honors, I'm

start to corrode
Till I reach the bottom there's a new corridor
And I'm frozen, my mouth left wide open
My brains blown a gasket
I don't want to live

in the sweet by and by

At the second coming, I'll be right by His side
Ridin' on white horses, with power from on high
We'll rule and reign together,

With your fellow fags and yellow
Cabs coming for mine
Go ‘head eat your donuts and
Walk your wack beat
I’ll stay away from most beef and
End the other

a tweet from Elon
He said the future’s coming it won’t be long
So turn off the screen and get outside

Smile and enjoy the ride                  Otf   Smile

and I'll fight till the end (`cause I live to win).
I never lose my might. I never lose my mind.
And from these wounds I`ll find my own redemption. So go

Driving there driving me crazy
Roaming round too dumbing
Meeting new people everyday
Everybody was fam from mom's place
Connected but we had our own space

on a wheel chair
A parapleged wheel chair
In as much as our country's
Are claimed to be democratic
Our economy's
Are ruled by the western

Brighter days
I'm

ole disciple in me
Repeatedly kicked from the team
Incessantly testing me
Guess i'll score a new recipe
Frontal please
All these fake ass woes are full

I to live in a world that Might 
Send him to a jail cell for cell Phoning the cops whe 
Right mentalities are hard to Generate when hate's what you're

on the ground
Human lives are measured in pounds

Plundering homes chase them away
Steal their belongings we'll sure make them pay
Get rid of civilians they're

grave
Run your mouth point a tone going Rambo like Stallone
I'm the king of the dead bitch I live in catacombs

Risen up again coming up to the surface

Say they gave the wrong young nigga money
You funny i don't know a nigga by Cinco
Boy your real name Johnny
Seen my little brother with McQueen
Then

moved by it
It's do or die so say hi to the new arrival, 
I catapulted all the while you was on a downward spiral, 
Got the BTMVLE right and we started

turned into a demon as his heart filled with hate
Homie had tears coming down from his eyes
Cause he couldn't believe this was done outta spite
He tried

the one to tell me how to live
Even though I should be the one doing so
Instead i'm writing lyrics on how I wanna go
R I P to the one I once known

and nights from 9 to 5
Our whole lives
I don't blame you if you hold a knife
Because the cut you got just doesn't keep the balance right
Just keep looking

already
One way or another, I live for the commas
I get to millis, I'm so good at commerce
Stealing from fathers and taking their daughters
Like it or not,

The Cards

Rapsody

The Idea of Beautiful

2012

it funny when buddy countin' ya money
Buddy study your every utter
Wish he was from another mother
Born of a different cloth, LRG covered
And I