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looked exactly like Mine did

Environment
Surrounded by ice thats stretches thin

Lies that would supply reasons, excuses for you to Hide your sins

Cause

the surroundings see nobody
Serious fight no one want it
Excuses not calling all-ins
leave scars on their bloody bodies,
CalI me on it, I ain't sorry no hesitate

blocks you be trooping
Life is hard but I ain't making excuses
I just pray, I don't cry, I don't ask God why
I watched my wife die, but He kept me alive

UP

EarthGang

UP

Okay look, paid dues, no more fake news
I'ma do everything that they said that I can't do
Miss me with that artificial
Baby I ain't fooled by

asking us bout what is that smell 
We say excuse me miss you wanna hit you hotter than hell 
Pack the essentials only got one carry  on bag 
Hide

see the day it'll open up
And sun begins to shine

Say, what's that there?
Rocks that shine
You don't wanna get trapped by it
Rather get bitch slapped

foundation keep on building up 
Turned up to a boss man
Dont ask me what it cost man 
Lorraine white switching lanes
Yea the bread goin easy the pain 
Excuse

Last time I checked my name was Lucidic
Now I'm pretty sure I got my old B yeah right beside me
What up Boo
I got a text it says
Battle of the sexes

to justify this slaughter, um, let's see
Their way of life is different even though they are you and me
Wait, this is a thin excuse, and karma's a bitch
If we

be by my side
When you say it's for life is that a lie?
I'll give a shoulder shrug maybe a sigh
This world is mine I'm in paradise
Yeah

When I shop I

don't make the rules
Think twice and save the excuse
Get up and do whatchu gotta do
Just don't, don't hit the snooze
Feels like your back in grade school

anarchy
We don't live by nobody rules
I stay wit dat Glock no surprise
Muska tool
When I'm in da school bitch I do
What I want
With SlatJaay Duo Duel
Waste

город сладко спит,
Я роняю этот флоу, and I drop this shit,
Ведь я знаю - район это взбодрит,
И ты знаешь бро, "кто тот самый тип".
Please, bitch, excuse

Eats you alive too
I'm seeing red
I still fucking despise you
No telling what I might do.

Keeping a gun by your bedside,
Beaten in the back of the head

These songs are for Bisan
I pray that you keep going
I don't how it be but
I want you to know that I see ya
Once upon a time a little bitch named

Voices

Mystik Journeymen

Worldwide Underground

1999

tight, see me catching flights 
At the international terminal, where you don't go 
So don't go and diss, big groups, will get ripped 
And tripped by mic

aggravated
The inspiration to these songs, so he’s my declaration
(I) can’t stand that bitch, he make me sick (Mmph)
Excuse my French, I let that slip (Whew!)

You cannot judge a book by its cover
I seen the doubt they put me on the cutter
Taking my shot im trying to beat the buzzer
He play with them keys

Ain't no other way they gonna feel some way 
Might as well hate me now
Ain't no other way they gonna steal my wave
Might as well let them drown
Ain't

won't stop 'til I got the finest shit
Diddy shake bounce Ciroc by the ounce
Yeah we in the club all my girls are doing rounds
Let me see you shake it

fuckin ridin 
(By my side)

Shed a tear
Won't get me started
Dark skinned
In a light skinned body
Haitian blood
Make me exotic
Got the keys
So now I'm

ain't no second chance with me
Bitch I got plans to be great, I can't be standing in place try'na hand you a tape
I'ma keep it movin' I don't need

Head On her shoulders lil baby the tutor
Diamonds by David go check out my jeweler
She say she want inches then get her a ruler
She not tryna fucc

my predicament 
In which the state brought FED interest 

Karmas a bitch, I hate fucking her 
She gave em the shit by the furniture 
Talking inspectors