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I'm back again
They thought I lost it cuz I left i'm back on track again
I ain't lose hope, you know the hill got slopes, mad tricky
If I went broke

and Boss Blind sippin' on the F and Vodka
If you violate us, out comes the choppers, Had the broads and the cars, but I lost it all
Use to be ballin' way

enough
For the egnima on the aftermath
Of the trauma una don cause man
Like mad ya all are bad
What a fad we will live to tell
This to our kids before we

now girls walk shirtless we fucking learned it was on purpose too late divide and conquer they got us fighting over shit that don’t exist like political

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Tapi
Aaaa aaa aaa aaa aaaa

Every thing ni by design ukiskiza utajua Ceaser ali get his
How is Tapi na Careem not in ur top

Waiting for lights, cameras, zeros, action
Rhymes written on paper with zero passion
All I really need is numbers, couple zeros after them
Like damn, fuck

in the eighth round
By spelling breakdown
From the beat & the rhyme tone, jump in the cyclone
Styles, yes i know
We're the ... team, maxime....
Put 'em

The smell of humans makes me wanna rip your face apart
And shove a fucking blade up your ugly fucking cunt

I'll eat your kid limb by limb
I'll set

The Realest

Lil' E

The Realest

2001

never, had a friend like me
Will I live to see twenty three
Or will them guerillas come for me
They gone' remember evil L-I-L-E
My destiny, what's in

Mary on the Mend

Cherry Ghost

Thirst for Romance

2007

By rights we should have been choking
On every word the preacher had us repeat
A stiff drink and napkins in your hand bag
The first aid

like the chair's musical
Peace and games now, but ain't a distant scene to see
The blast cavities indicative the history between us
It's been war,

you never took a look at the thing that’s lurking inside of us all
And when the dominoes fall, ha
I won’t be here too long
If you were asked, would you

the rookie police let us
Now that's bull-ish, cuz we dont act sweet
Cuz i can run 10 laps in a track meet

Chorus:
Keep it moving it's on now
Making it punk

at got us feeling like we made it
But we still ain't there
5 years late life still ain't fair no
So I write my rhymes
And my time will come I can see them

I see the kids running on by
That girl in the summer dress with the sunshine smile
I hear the birds whistling in the trees
It's like they know how

even ask me
I’m blowing track meet blunts
All by myself 
He’s stuck 
A couple laps he’s up
Gotta go past these ducks
Gotta get past these fucks
Round