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we slid down ya block hit that pothole and we knock the meat out ya taco
These bitches is birds they fucking and sucking they eat us like pico de gallo

brethren
On this Earth is where we'll find Heaven

And this the type of shit that got me reminiscin'
This the type of hit that they forever listen'
This

on the barrel, I’m too (uh)
Real frolic with the frail, that’s fu (uh)
On they necks is where I place my shoe (uh)
Step on that until it snap in 2, take everything

and pass her bro, that's How Shit Get

I'm just thinkin' bout them times people doubted me
Now only way is up, cuz I'm finna blow like an explosion
Makin'

And I ain't takin' off no days
Leaving all bullshit to John Paxson
And leaving fake niggas right where they ass been
Not around my side of the fence
Now

Or caring 
I'm daring 
An blaring 
I'm staring 
And airing 
And clearing the room 
You the type nigga 
That like to type nigga 
I don't know 
Where we went

then I got ya
That's word to my momma
On GOD if it's lit then we on
But you never call Keep rejecting my love
Cant let time pass me by while I'm still

on a quick tour
Now everybody from the 313
Put ya muthafuckin hands where my eyes can see
I got my Pelle Pelle from Donna Sacs
Fuck rap im an architect
Just

of labels playing songs
Doors was always closed we 
We found our way in
Sean John party fish filleting
On a layover I can't lay in
They just all talk like

customer, she gettin the business, she gettin the business

I need results, John ain't playing with you fiends, got my sights on the heights in the dreams

Walking down this narrow street
I hear the echoes of the feet 
Of those who came before me 
If we could  shoot the breeze 
Would they share my love

Walking down this narrow street
I hear the echoes of the feet 
Of those who came before me 
If we could  shoot the breeze 
Would they share my love

Used to kick it by the corner store
To flip these Oz's
Probably would of failed my class
If it weren't for Kofe
Hit up Malcolm crib
Now he got me

the crowd I blend in but I am not common
Went through hell I'm a survivor feel like John Cochran
Don't ask me what I'm doing next just know I'm not stopping

down i'm going down in style
Left with that sheepskin finished jacket, two hours later wandered by, whole place was gone empty bottles red brick wall

Lyrics by Brian John Goodier & Daniel Andrews:

Oh God The Eternal Father you saved me
I’m eternally grateful for this and the way you made me
Oh God

trade it
In this world, take a second, and you'll realize that you made it
I just got a ratchet bitch her head is so amazing
I'll pack a tight Loose Leaf

Unaware of the legacy he's leaving behind And what a legend that he will become  Is it a curse or just a conincidence That after twenty seven years All

ANOTHER TIME AND PLACE

Every night I call out your name
In my dreams is where you will remain
Until we steal away again
And hide our love away

Now

walk forward with pride
And us legends never die
Live forever through the times
Go cross me as you crossed my mind
Blinded, faith and love, I'm blind

to that
Too much dick ridin', where the killers at?
I'm surrounded by these hoe niggas
Like ain't no heaven for a dope dealer
Life is a fork in the road,

stack it up
Prove em wrong yea imma do it
I don't need no woman by my lonely imma do it
Am I hurting? Yup
It's ok though imma use it
I'm a walking legend

grow and achieve watch me do it (aw shit)
I wonder where I'll be grooving with the music (yuhh)
I'll never know sleeping in that's my coffin (r.i.p.)

differs by what your tracking
But lord knows I'm everlasting
So This is my vendetta
The Return of an artist's who met his omega
A new alpha out of the beta