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Our love story started in the summer time[00:13.21]Together more than ever by our own design[00:17.12]We left our problems behind[00:22.24]Dancing

Yea[00:25.03]I wanna shoot for the stars, Fly past the moon[00:28.83]See myself rise while I make beautiful tunes[00:32.00]I got a voice that I want

niggas[00:47.24]Lately motivated by hate, done cut the head off the snake[00:50.34]Young nigga always stayed on go,[00:53.15]I been runnin round with these

I'm drowning, heart pounding I wonder if anyone hear me shouting[00:25.24]Surrounded by the sounds in My studio getting way too crowded[00:40.67]I'm

Living on the edge of '98, a different world it seems
I was on a high and couldn't wait to go and live out all my dreams
No more time to waste, no

Growing up west gate just west of 98th street 
By Truman middle school 
A little dude 
Dreamed of owning a crib with a swimming pool bring some women

For the Love of This

Pras

Ghetto Supastar

1998

Mix-a-Mack make em see there's not enough buildings 
Not ever since when I drop by these flash un a peepin
No reef thugin more caffeine than tryin
Spread

Cingularity Point

Canibus

C of Tranquility

2010

the partition of God's religion
Become united by our bars and our common visions,
The "C" of Tranquility, what will it really be?
What does the future hold?

stil
En narkis nedi parken har fått
Seg en ny venn det e en hund
Som no står og bjeffer mens han
Sjøl tar seg en høneblund
Vil du være med te vår by

then
Played a part how I was drillin back then
The fam turned me to the black sheep
For a minute I wanted to be a athlete
But got distracted by

(Mama in 98’)
Stuck in my feelings
And I know
This can’t be right
Cant make up my mind
Barely sleeping at nite
I just don’t know why
This shit me got

that guy, a blind eye turned to 
Joey's Pain, to Alex's shame
Same dirty red track suit every day
It was the eighth grade, round '98
Never seen this

You talking loud with your manos but you ain't drop hits 
So ask your bitch 'bout my music and 'bout my large fists
I pull they string guitar pick, star

To please this insatiable greed?
Apparently so, 98% of y'all sheep
And the other 2% was fuckin' murdered by me!

Writing lyrics for like 40 nights and 40 days

never rains in the desert
Like it has where I live here 

I look up and see a million stars in the sky
Not a sound but the ringing in my ears when I die

98
Hit the blunt, enjoy the view
I gotta view regrets I keep looking back
I do my dirt by only only no entourage
Still tryin to get a 8 car garage

I said tell me how I heal you and I still can't heal myself
Been abandoned by so many I can't even see my wealth
It's the survival of the fittest
I'm

multiply how I live
No resolution
Mind clouded, pollution
98 problems I bag solutions
I make moves
Yet you never see what I'm doing
Full force like i pull

and a dark fronto
Air max 98, rare color way
I made cooking flave a five star gourmet
And when the tables turned i was still pushing plates
New day, new risk

I made sure to change from my pajamas to real clothing and report to my keyboard in my living room by 5:00 PM every day, I had to write at least one

And I ain't Gosling but just listen cuz this act is on par
And she ain't Allie cuz she sure remember coming to the Dova via 98 Explorer
Thanks Auntie for

one of a kind
Real master of the craft
When I'm taking my time
Man I stare into space
Wait for stars to align
I can kick it anywhere
You can call

som står och hojtar på scen
Men jag är partiledare
Fredrik Boltes är partiledare

98 såg jag Petter på TV
Jag var 14 och köpte hans CD
Och rappen blev

later in March of 2017 
Performed at SXSW for Urban Fêtes (at Peckerheads)
Half blinded by the truth Jack Thriller can see
A young star left eye, nah it