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can't catch up
I'm blessed by the lord, Trinity keybord
Peace to Filero representng Freeport
I'ma rock the casper, cold as Alaska
I'm sipping on a twoza

gradually died down
All around them the darkened world waits 
Quite unaware of its impending fortune

Little by little, a cold wind picks up and begins

Winter clings to the side of the road
As the new grass pushes through the last of the snow
First morning that the sky isn't gray
But there's a chill

Live Soil

Flesh-N-Bone

T.H.U.G.S.: Trues Humbly United Gatherin' Souls

1996

bitches 6 feet deep
My mental status destroyed
'Cause I was touched by the hands of tha sick

But I swear with a passion
I'm a put 6 shots in this

attention like they owe me
My vim dey new dimensions ask the old me
(Monkeys play by sizes) don't rile me up
If u no be my size then don't size me up
It's

heart is swole, frozen

got any chill? 



No Baby

Stone cold, crazy


So Sub Zero, 

Can’t you see what I’m sayin? 



read my lips.. ay

Fuck You

to my safe haven
Fate took me gripped by the talons like a raven
Clean shaven playing the part
I'm honest and open that's what sets me apart
Marked with

won't last 
You can't be loyal to dreams. You'll take me down by all means 
I felt a timeless rush, those veins are cold and lush 
You try to shake

crows
God bless me energize me with more volts
By multiplying my hustle in four folds
When life goes smoothly all we do is thank the Lord
When the table

pray at the altar 
Less you gettin stung by my
Zanpakuto
I suggest that you start running 
Cause otherwise I be gunning 
You better respect 
Cause in two

when i did the damn thing 

Now i feel damn great in a new campaign
And its ran by me and the whole famlay
Once again i prevail Pop the champagne 
Living

and where will I be by the end of the day?
And does the answer to the question even matter
The pitter patter of rain on roof seems to be my master

Counting

It's about 5 in the morning 
I lay on my pillow and wake up in a cold sweat with a blood lust
To go and kill someone who has fucked up
So I get up

rumble though I'm Loudred with them 808's 
Gen seven trainer, new area code is 808
I nut in ya girl then bolt, Meltan, number 808
shofu cold, bitch I'm

weaving past
Police lurking by the grass
No they cant catch me
Bad black queen in the next seat
Grabbing on my dick acting like a freak
Car seat still

just tryna get by, don't steal from me unless you really wanna die
They say "grass is always greener on the other side"
If you ain't getting money get

old news tabloid, told you, I’m a
Bad boy, picture that; my passport stamped for it
(You’re fucking place), read the words; ain’t a search puzzle
It’s

do it big, I ain't with the small shit man big is how I live
The flow is real heavy like a bitch at that time of the month
Pulling up by myself and you

shitty. Operated by crimewaves the shit is wicked. The system backwards, and if you lacking you’ll be a victim. Too many times I watch the news, another

power beyond
Commercial or grass roots I'll leave em sprawled out on the lawn
Snow Angelin in the snow I'm cold and dangerous
You flakey bitch
Razory with

a gladiator.
Trident making a mess.
Different than a breath saver.
Time’s of the essence, when you want it.
Make that shit like you flaunt it.
From grass to sea,

out and no complaints
Straight up out the gutter of the game I creep
Hopping over these snakes in the grass
Sipping on water fresh out of the creek

change 
Some gon just complain 

Once again it's a 1-8-7 
Once again Nobody's tellin
I was on Facebook when I read it
Way before the News at 11

Rest in

than not
Now i’m on this side
This side’s kinda hot
And i like the snow
But i don’t like the cold

Play that 

What would you do if your daddy said