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Okay, look
It's not the ending
And I humbly say that your attendance is greatly appreciated
The last of all the pages of a vertical journey
It takes

to know better, harder than the moon phase
That's how you turn a phrase, I wake up, burn a page, wealthy but underpaid
I feel it everyday, I feel it in my

still on that chase, we can't sit and wait
I'm tryna elevate
If you ain't on your pivot, get up out the way
I can care less about the fame, I'm tryna make

to our town
I will make a lovely web page
And you will spread the word around

And if we have to go to Congress
I will take my new guitar
And by the time

You tryna talk about cars
We in the bidding war to buy five jets
Finally a top of mountain achieved
Can't believe I'm not asleep, living in a dream

If you think this is my end,
Well its only my first chapter,
I here all of fears laughter,
But I push on and deal with him after,
Does nobody see my

fire on my name. I'm in this thing, I keep going for days and I'm scrawling the words that you cannot erase
They can only be perused by those who are

a nigga try and run down on me

Cause I be by my lonely, and I ain't dick eating a nigga just to be my homie
Say you fuck with me, all you want, I go off

I've turned the pages on the story of my life
It's been by far the worst chapter I could imagine me to write
About a promise for forever
Broken down

and said fuck Gotti
Brave heart, wise mind
You got a frail spirit
Peace to bitches bringin' scalpels
On a jail visit
Deep in some shit I can't speak about

better)
Than it was
 
Simmer down!
No one said a thing about forever,
But I need you right now more than ever
Praise and thanks to the space-time continuum

Stood by the snail, slug in the round they slide with shells 
When there's man on the road trying to find you, you cant find the time to find yourself

bruddha
When you got the chance left
Auntie Rosie still callin
trippin bout That rent
Talk about the money
With a pocket full of lent
So many sins
Wonder if

You know that we do this every day, G
Got somethin' to say, drop your location
I be comin' strapped
Gettin' to the paper is a basic
Green figures

Synplicity

Zug Izland

Cracked Tiles

2003

'cause your life's movin' fast 
Devastated by the haven that you need to escape 
Right hand on the book flip the page choose your fate 

Raise the dead

always say you love me
I need you to illustrate
We on two different pages
I need you to pick up pace
We go from love to hate
But it's ok
I'm use to anger

out of the woods
and the weird part about it is even the Republicans
are starting to think that sex is good

If you haven't heard that sex is back your

the beef
Once the weapon's weaponized they'll be better in the streets
When I put the pen to page I'm like a Xenophage on center stage
You hangin' by

that I do's about a buck
Or by the book
If it ain't the rich and famous
Y'all about afraid to look
If you don't trust in God, you're just a cog
Could be

The funny thing about me
Is I don't do that much
I just make beats and smoke weed as a crutch
Y'all wanna see me flop, but I swear
It's all love i

and live it like I'm J cause I got bigger dreams
I face it fighting with my demons tryna’ find a theme
I can not think about the good I got another scheme

Yeah, that’s the new joint
Off the forthcoming
Hell Hath No Fury album it’s
Entitled "I Ain’t Stuntin’ Y’all, " by
The Clipse and check it out,

as a kid
Clapped niggas, had to think about what I done did (ow)
New niggas, y'all could never be on the same page (yeah)
No TikTok, I made cassettes

So it passed me by but today I got a ticket
For a long journey to you and I
Oh home to you and I

I’m not good for you right now
I’m good for you