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Tower 44
Growing up as Gilligan
On a ten year tour
Wasn't strong at football
Tried my best
Stretched my AC
Played the rest
On the pipeline
The Indians

composure
Ina backie I got gas
Dey complain bout da Oder
He is not a stand up guy
I kno dat boy is a folder
Arson was my first charge
I'm like 9 years old
I

though he wasn't guilty they still lock em in bars
And he in prison on some bullshit goin 10 years strong
But they just legalized weed sell it all day long

Tower 44
Growing up as Gilligan
On a ten year tour
Wasn't strong at football
Tried my best
Stretched my AC
Played the rest
On the pipeline
The Indians

a turtle, plain and unbuttered 
See Jacques, he is shell-less, as nude as a tree 
After November but prior to spring 
And Jacques simply loves, nice long

need 
10 year challenge popular with folks 
Physical transformation for many dope...but no growth 
Mentally the same, life game is lame 
Eff'd off in

Aye I'm walking thru the valley of the shadow of death
And I'm all by myself
God said that he's coming to help
I left my bible on shelf 
This the one

to days i drank nesquik
By the pool right after school we vibing to the radio
I'm, 9 years old and malleable to anything i do consume
Death, fuck a funeral,

people
The ability to understand even what had happened to me
That took several years to understand
Mind activity had become reduced after the shift by

the loot
Back end need 5
After the show need a stack
On 5 we gone times it by two
Five fingas
I’m in the trap with the guys
No clues but i count up the blues

Sailed away
On a ship headed for western bays
After ten long years of war
Captain was
The son of earth and heaven above
Setting course for our home

THE WHOLE WORLD IS DEAD NOW
AFTER THE NEUTRON BOMB
WE ALL STARED UPAND LOOKED AT IT
AND WE WONDERED WHERE IT CAME FROM
BUT THAT WAS MANY YEARS AGO

coo
Lord got shot right after school
Got hit with a 22
Nigga this the way we grew
Bro got hit 2 K 1 2
Made it through
I still salute
Woulda been right

by step I wondered why

Oh why had I been so blind all the time 
I never had the time to sit down and cry

November 10th I took a train to Paris
I sat

drops the tears fall
Now I'm surrounded by all this thunder I feel like Chris Paul
Rapper from Alabama who views himself as a lyricist
Niggas saying this

Ngiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii
Say no to Nleka
Ego mbute by Any means Necessary
Nwanne Nleka Bu Njo
Nwannne Enweziga Street Men aka guo Nleka
E mana Enweziga

run at you with butcher knife in hand
Sometimes I do these things I don't fully understand

Years creep by but old habits never die
We both have

that I’m sleep but really I’m loaded them niggas they better be fast I come out The house with timbs and the mask one of the head and 10 in the mag bow!

bitch
Still Contemplatin' should I buy a glock or cop a stick
Nigga say he in the streets, he might get his ass hit
I'm surrounded by Reallifer's, bout

over your worries
Everything you got
To the ten thousand
Years in the sky
And they said
You know who you are?
Who you are? You’re a star
You know who you

The Halloween Song
Lyrics: Rebekah Hopper & Jakob Jones
Music: Phenom/ Drum Pad Machine/ Reb-El
2020
ASCAP

We made a
We made a 
Halloween song (x

to rhyme but ghostwriting pays an insane check
Pardon my strange flex
But bragging is paying for it
Made enough off of a chorus, to pay a year off

Sometimes I look at myself in the mirror
And realize after so many years
Nothing's clear
I think I'm losing track again
Giving myself so much to do I don't

ludicrous
Sounding like I'm 10 years in
But I'm new to this
Reppin' Warehouse Rags
Thats the crew and shit
Aint no checking us bitch
Yeah we doing it

Yeah,