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by triple digits
Lil hater please don't you fidget
I ain't slipping (Oooooo)
I know you can see what I say
Minding my business the wave
Might call up

getting kicked out not doing any better
Letters on my clock instead of numbers thanks to the feta

Pineapple Express suppresses depression a regression from

crawled from a grave
I've been twisting and turning my wicked ways
You've been bitching and bumming a fucking phrase
How I get my daily bread is through my

aint no one prominent
You wanna hate like you came from the bottom kid
House by the lake on a date with a model bitch
Still stacking paper i bought my

waiting for your apology letter
Guess the pony express is having trouble with supply lines
If it's all about the timing
Then this time can you mean it

from a feather,
Lost some men to guns suicide and sets some of my fam in drugs they nine to five for the pipe
They lost they way on the rise
I think they

From the cradle to the grave are we able to be made
Cause we ain't really stable as we say, as many channels as your cable will display

The Child We Lost 1963

La Dispute

Rooms of the House

2014

of regret
By the pictures of the kids

You get faint recollections of your mother's sigh, countryside drive
And the landscape seen from the window

shackled by these fetters and chains 
Anything left to say's for the letters engraved 
On my tomb stone my platoon knows my dyin' wishes if I 
Decide to risk

I'd reappear
Or would you count your lucky stars
And wish I'd disappear from your dreams
Two lovers in the dark
Blinded by the fear
Too young to know we

by the faith
Even that's a work of God, I can't claim any stake
The red letters of the gospel, in his words we trust

In his words alone, that's solus

not too late, rise from the flames
Like the phoenix born again
Stop digging the grave
Heal the pain
Slay or be slain

But they're all just illusions

Trying to live in this time frame
Seems to me is fairly worthless
I see pictures of mounds of wealth
Framed by forging business from crime

Pardon

finish
She was forced into oppression
Didn't see the line of scrimmage
Had a lot of father wounds
On her long list of resentments
From five to thirteen
She

to understand
By unraveling the riddle we play right into their hands
The maw of the beast is a very grave reminder
We seek equality for every eighty-fiver
Yup

I was Born In the valley of the shadow of death
By the rivers that delivered me to pyramid steps
Son of God and of Man, is all residing in me
Born

Funny life is unfair
Let's run away from this town
Take one train and just slow down
And nothing compares to this
Feeling that I've found
There's green

Corona’s causin pay cuts

Controlled by fear cause they know what you’re afraid of

The peeps that don’t want me achievin dreams is who I take from

you better forget her
I'm the man don't forget the two letters
Top secret hideout called the cave
Don't drown trynna catch the wave
Make bangers then we

you mourn
He mentioned you look very nice
With your clothing pulled and torn

Then he leapt from the window
With a letter in his shoe
A little poem he'd

Make'm Bleed

Fiend

Ghetto Organized

1998

to learn 
Capital F-I E-N last letter D 
ain't no nigga out here goin up and wetter me 
Fiend, Silkk The Shocker, Gambinos and Mr. Serv 
Smokin away our

They thought I was done after the first run
Like where the fuck you getting all these words from
Let me warn ya cause this is only verse one
Hunt

wake up
From the timeline

I knew we'd drift apart
From each other
I knew we'd be apart
Longer then forever

I've written a letter
For my family's eyes

fell into a grave 
The man that crawled back out was every good in me you saved 
I should be dead and gone many times,  time alone cant keep me from