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SOON

A Tribe Called Red

We Are the Halluci Nation

2016

We'll tell Charlie he didn't need to die of exposure by the railroad tracks
That his physical body did, but it's his spirit that fills our Halluci Nation

Move Around

Mannie Fresh

The Heart of tha Streetz, Vol. 2

2006

kid

[B.G.]
I'm getting money, looking good, just look at the watch (bling)
Matter fact, take a look in the parking lot (daaammnnn)
I'm representin

Look
I try to sit back and relax
To get me on tracks now I gotta tax
A lot of these rappers a thing of the past
They claiming they snitching
I

that
Do that track and I'm bound to counterattack you
Where they at?  Bring it back, beat it, move it over here
Move it, do it like we know it could be

and errors, I never thought I'd succeed
Like this is hard to believe that I actually achieved
What I thought was impossible and could barely perceive
Now I'm

Established from hustling no tricks
Tricks are for kids no magic
Hard work and dedication
I did this established the business
I build this brick by brick
Inch

Motorbike Mike
Motorbike Mike
Motorbike Mike
Yee
you already know
I already see you tryna pick a fight
And I already see you don't like the music I write

right hand 
Most shattered by the nightstand 
I recall that shit was green with the phone thrown in between 
Same color as the whip when pops left us

dinner", I'm surviving!
Know I'm leaning heavy on my writing
My drive is as smooth as a Chevy's
As when I'm riding on tracks
I'm relaxing, my nigga, I'm not

thru this adversity I’m phased wit
Sazzy by my side and you know she my lady
Girls use to stunt on me now they wish we dated
Kids listen to me now cuz

you get
I'm worried that my kids are coming into a world without air

I leave at the sight of the waters
It is no longer very hot
Governed by clones

the gift to breathe in water seeing the seas upon us, look, look,
I can be flawless like I'm falling through the bottom of the walls but
Without the flaws

like a camels hump
Thought what the fuck
Picked it up

Saw my name next to a drawing
Started bawling
Crawling on co-knees
Picked up 50 written copies

gave us his one
An only Son
To die on de cross, son
For his blood, to wash away our sin!
Committed by Adam an Eve!
What bout, voices at back of my head

just get em dirty 

Hit a stain on a nigga like a swifter bitch 
You aint gang can't be w us gotta be with the shits 
Pussy nigga in his feelings cause I

me
Mayor of my city man they really love me for me
Tonight getting litty man they really love for me
Met some kid on the street and he love me for me

all those shows that went by
Like Beyblade or YuGiOh  
Or Rocko's modern life 
Or when the peak of TV 
Was just watching fresh prince
Or if you wasn't

I know that you know
Sometimes it don’t show, like
When we falling out over some stupid shit
Or when you come home and works been really tough

Crazy how time fly by right in the hindsight of things 
I'd like a lot of rings
Lots of things, bling ain't me doe
Rather be a king conquering

don't want heat
Running in my mind doing sprints like a track meet
Watch the clock tick by make a time sheet
Every other day they would feed us dark meat

take you with me
Sick of pain from past shit I just run from it like track kid but fuck it
Middle of my verses bitches hit me to come fuck it hol up

the bitch
John caught a body yesterday nicknamed blik
Like a homeless kid all day we use to play wit sticks
Riding sticker knocking shit down like some

I don't walk around with no fear
Cuz I'm from the city of hate
I don't stall on beats
When I'm bout to eat
I'm treating these songs like steak
Been

that they hate us
So I was like fuck it
Let's leave it up to these strangers
We were meant for this shit
Ain't nothing to be afraid of
On my cocky shit