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the proof
Oooh whats hap what it is what it do meng
Know the path see the road make our lane
Leave the plans you should know that we ain't playing
Out for

just a black man, you intimidated by a Negro
You hear how stupid you sound
What's really dangerous is a man with a plan
Think about that shit
You can't

on words like a fuckin' frame
Better remember my fuckin' name
Lookin' way back at what we became
Way up in clouds we be takin' aim
Way up we shot and we took

left
Felt Coretta's curse, but she wanna blame me instead
I fell for the curves, but you be striking a pose, too
So how you goin share what I showed you?

you'd ever need
I find it hard to believe
I just can't stand the feel
Of being defined by a curse or by what others see
Heads down
Ahead
Despair is coming

I guess that's what cute stands for
Stunned by her presence like a scorpion sting I saw (eyes sore)
A lotta qualities from a bird's eye view
How

Love, I’m Good

Joe Budden

All Love Lost

2015

As we front like we're takin' up space
I think currently the current we is makin' our case
But for what? Would that just seal it again
Did it all hurt so

yo shoes
Do you know what's on my mind?
Do you know we'll go world wide?
Why you threatened by my shine?
This is my life
Go get a life
YOU'RE FINE!

might perish and whittle
Our skill gamut is versatile
We still jammin' the verses full
Of real damage
(Ha) , so personal, adverse manic
I lose my chill

cute
Picked this out for you
I don't need designer shirts I've got these curves
But I still rock a few
Iced out bag
Iced out shoes
Ouuuuu
I love ya

These hoes be sleepin on me but we have no time for that
Carin for ya'll feelings, I have no time for that crap
I just wanna grab what's mine before I run

on a screen how we interact
Think about self only for individual
What's seen on screen is how we distract
Self medicate iGuess we passed a clinical
To cope with

Mister
Mister Duckworth
I hope this is worth your time
I'm up at 3am, trying to capture what's on my mind
I'm writing from motherland where we

heart, no it's in my heart (I'm on my way)
Oh what did we do when we was 20?
Probably being wrong about the right things
I'll meet you all by the seaside

And like Clayton I'll point at him
And give him the 8 next you a saint
Y'all don't know what a Nickel is
So of course you see your niggas die
So once I aim

(Candy)
I'd gun for it
But HR's within ear shot
(Always)
Keep my hands out the jar
Before I get caught
(Cookie)
We look and, maybe, we curse
What's with you

by confusion
And greed for profusion
Eternal illusions
We're slaves to the Revolution

Ready
Aim
Fire

Ready
Aim
Fire

Countless lives lost
And cities

nothing but a snake
My life has been a cycle
I don't wanna live this way
Your voice is in the trees and
I see faces in the Wraith

Aim it at your face
We

and it keeps getting worse
And there's only a few left that can break this curse
And these people go make it because they buy perks
But my dream is to make

I'd be in the club (poppin' bottles)
I'd be ballin'
You saw me, said "What's up?" (aye what's up?)
I said "I'm stuntin'"
You told me that I'm cute

daylight in the morning what's the difference life is boring love the rain the sky is pouring plus the thunder now it’s roaring curve the facts i’m

but
That's still my boo, so
By the side I reside
I'm where you go
No conditions with love or no loop hole
Acting out and she think that shit is cute

gonna help you with your aim
A lion in the jungle that's a beast you can't tame
We built different honestly we're not the same

ELAMA to the R
Born to be

stink when I'm crawling through the bins
Pale greasy worm I'm a vessel just for germs
Cute filthy squirm I'm returning to the dirt
This is my curse guess