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the people loved him
And ain't no one above him
A boy amongst men
Hollywood trends with no street cred
Coat of split ends
The perfect fit in
Quit your bitching

to pity party learned to fake it
I know that wiser men than me have made their peace with patients
I know that singing in an empty room can ruin pacing
I

told me lay back
Many men they got no backbone
Spending their time tryna mack hoes
Get what they don't need with bad loans
I got a iPhone and a trap

screaming free at last
Free with love
Free hugs for everybody
Even the thugs
From Jersey to Florida
Man I'm showing you love
By reading this letter
That sent

Over two hundred years ago,
Our forefathers came to this mountain
Driven from their homes to find a new land
Not knowing they must abandon their old

a hundred 80 on the dash
Foot is steady pressing on the gas
Close my eyes and whip it with no hands
Any moment now and we could crash
So I think would rather

Harley riding, come and live your dream
Harely riding is better than it seemed
Harley riding, riding with my wife
Harley riding is the best thing in

these men hate on me its too many
Run up on me chop you down with the semi Lambos on lambos wont see me in hemi 
Pull up like rambo might shoot at ya

screaming free at last
Free with love
Free hugs for everybody
Even the thugs
From Jersey to Florida
Man I'm showing you love
By reading this letter
That sent

Lord I need a million and one
Pounds with a crown I'm the prophet of the slum
Lords only son jesus christ walking over rum
100 rounds with your bitch

no games ain't dave don't bust
Ain't never really had no beef no chat let money speak
Run it up got the 20s run it up got 100s
Wont stop my nose been

ape with big vape
Dont get by I get scraped
Rippity rippity rape rape
Un-Mk'd unwrapped crepe
Peanut butta chocolate ay
These bitches wanna suck
These

on money that was never made by a job
Selling dope, at the corner store, you know how I ride
Yeah
Riding through the city with the widows blacked out
Don’t

damn mind"
"Don't try to face all these men, all by yourself"

I became a phantom
At my own apartment
I will haunt my roomates
Until they know it's me

I

professionally like a master
Back then many men say this two can't make it
But you forget nobody knows tomorrow nigga we made it
HEgang new born baby tell this

Non stop I got this
Big step in my conscious
Caution won't listen I'm all in and that's honest
I ain't with the politics when on this instrumental
Long

Failure is certain, you are going to lose
My job is to kill anything that moves
Men, women, children slaughtered all around
Four hundred thousand

thinking of ya'll

Bitches talk too much but they can't make it better
Let's see if you can make good songs with hundred dollars
Check out all my songs, i'm

I'm at the forefront with 3 at the back
The iron jaws of an animal feeding on wax
I grab the motherfuckin mic, start speaking the facts
Spitting raw

Catch these niggas by theyself with  no gang, they turn to bitches
You niggas be grow ass men acting like women
My Bm be on poli-shit, but I ain't trippin

a bitch
Know you scared said her heart is at risk
But I never gave a fuck, bitch ima blow you a kiss
Girl I grew up with gorillas, ima bang on my chest
Yeah

Tell me baby, can you feel my sorrows
Walk a mile in shoes you could never borrow
Shit, a bright present beats no tomorrow
Fueled by women that you

own business
Someone knocked on the door the
Teacher said who is it
This girl walked in my imagination ran wild
She stole my heart just by
The way that

The Door

Martin Page

In the House of Stone & Light

1994

Hannah is dreaming, she's young once again
She stands with her brother, with thousands of men
Her head has been shaven by a black uniform
She's one