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don't float away

Cold world, no blanket
Dark nights, no Batman, what up?
I keep a nail in the hand and a hammer on
The nightstand
Locked in, no B plan

to quick pick
Fairly predictive the one you expected

Never judge a book by its cover
A child by his mother
A man by his lover
You need to stop with this

me if I'm lien
I said that we should link up
But you ain't never call me
By the time you look up
Ill be on the horizon
Cant deny that your flawless
We

just wanna roll a joint.
​People want justice with just ease
​I be taking enough piss
​
​Can't save myself
​Down low, I feel pains
​Mama I can't breathe

Guess Who's Back

Richie Rich

Seasoned Veteran

1996

distorting, bring it down a lil' bit
Okay, now we working with it
The boy Face on the bass line, Face - Mob!
Welcome to New York City, it's ya boy Young Hov'

planning to stop
Spit blizzards been cold but the flows lava its hot
I keep my mind open and I'm close to my thoughts
You cant walk with your eyes closed

that
Still we get it tatted it on our bodies
By the tear ducts
That's how we keep track
But that ain't me see I was blessed to see
Many things and travel

sleep if they ain’t know by now
Thinking bout my g, I know he just had a child
He finna raise her good, he finna make her smile
Can’t help but wonder if

that good push, we all kinda need it
Nothing to be ashamed of,  give you game love 
Never kick you while your down, don’t like to see you frown
I’ll wipe

can co-exist
I can't tell her to her face so I write a script
Rainy days in May and I need a fix
Femme fatal here at 10 but she gone by six
That's

bed
The pictures on my wall always make me reminisce
I think of all the good times, dread all of the bad times
Man I was a clown back then, how the time

Uh
Yea
Uh
The earth trembles at three things
Every time a servant becomes king
Every time a woman becomes loved
And marries the man of her dreams

all about 
Down by that old creek

But I, I cant breathe 
You are the man I aspire to be 
And I, I'm asking god why 
Life moves to fast, only so much

up empty, not a thing to my name
Catholic guilt, White Guilt, Survivor's Guilt
Man, I'm just trying to be a good brother
Am I emotionally wiser now,

To finish the day
They been waiting for me to drop but you know man Im not that sorry for the wait
Im weezy wit it boy Im hot and I keep me a pac It like dat

to stay in bed
The pictures on my wall always make me reminisce
I think of all the good times, dread all of the bad times
Man I was a clown back then, how

thinking I'm tripping
Lost a good woman in the past
Trying to find my way to
Redemption
The worst thing you can do to a man Is play games just like you

with others
So dig down deep

Don't just be inspired
Inspire others
Poignantly, various levels of plagiarism is what this poem covers
And I'd destroy all

Yeah
Feels good to be back man
Yeah
King
Yeah

I'm feeling like genius been losing its purpose cuz most of these rappers don't go below surface
I'm

y'all can't even hate
My number and email, it's on the page
If you need referrals, come holla at Jay
Come step by my office, it's like 3 steps away
You

growth, I changed, you must not know my name
I can't keep you sane, that might just make you wane
You play new games, who stays, touché

My way
(I think I'm

and again
It's the power of a woman, yes, I'ma keep it coming, coming from the master plan designed

by his own hands
Form in the womb of wisdom, grew up

that's my man's
It's inevitable I'm kicking down the door empty your safe and your schedule
My face inside a mask that be the moment I'm federal
Grab some

the Eiffel
You can call me "psycho," your man without a title
She know I'm a boss like little brother Michael
For the family, I'm ridin'
Sorry, I can't