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and bones, are getting distanced homie
And I'm not a clingy person
But these acts are not by intentions homie
Your lost
And I'm searching for your soul
I'm

As we rise, well time goes quicker
To close to mass slows down its vigor
Do what you want to do, whatever you wanna do
Time Time Time

Well I spent

more fire make make more and more music
Screaming unity as if i'm born Jewish
But when it all falls down i guess we all clueless
And I find it hard

stay until it's late
Then hit the Red Line, back before it was bedtime
Tuesdays out early, but open mic's on the Westside
No money on my tap card
I guess

Three weeks ago you left in search of something down the line
You said that you'd be back but I've always known. you to lie
You're off in search

What's up my names joe
I kick shit and I spit hard
I been rapping for awhile
But I probably won't get far
They say you want some dough
You gotta bust

Lying here alone
With you on the phone
4 months isn't enough
To keep us apart
How time will fly by
Summer keeps me in line
From the sadness still

the benefit of doubt
You knocked the teeth out my mouth in other words I'm down on my health
I wanna believe what you said is true, but it's far from it
Complex

creep
Right around the waist line of these Sullen briefs let's keep it brief
Game and fifty why i'm rapping shifty, study beef
Keep a spatula with me,

Can I still be saved
And still be home

Oh let the future rise
And when time goes by
We can own the day
Far beyond

And when the evening sky
Turns

Bars
Going down the line
Give a fuck who you are
When I pulled it off the lot
That's a brand new car
Yeah Baby tryin to chill
Ima turn her to a star
Been

cause I'm nice
If the opps show they face
Shit we'll probably catch a case
They already know its on sight
Yeah so far ahead bitch light years
You ain't

name Rayvo
No debate tho you see I'm out on the grind
When the last time you heard somebody press my line
When I was young I fell in love with

for the next man

Run them down, nigga, they with real
Nigga be sittin' in three, don't be meanin' that shit
He get out the pill
All the percs ain't

WHY , WHY AM I SO FASEINATED  BY BIGGER, BETTER PICTURE, I AM FALLING IN LOVE WITH THE STARS IN THE SLY, IT IS HARD TO STAY BETWEEN THE LINE

In the dark fall asleep in the car just to wake up in carrying arms
Doesn't matter how far coz wandering stars are aware of where we are
They say

itng fam not theirs
anyone cross that line get burse
man dont clap back we clap worse
learnt that as a teen now mans on dirt
man dont talk man do up verb

what reaction
Do you do or don't you follow
Made my mind up many have to

To get to places far from comfort
When it breaks I feel like dying
Some go off

really ain't no fucking joke
No, This not yo shit from back in tha day
This bitch aint got no choke.
Dis bih really top of the line
Don't say nun crazy

press the issue
Line em up right between the sights, focus down the middle

And how you leave the bread out, now your pockets brittle
I'm going hard

My Waterloo

Walter Becker

11 Tracks of Whack

1994

I came a long long way from home
I travelled far just to be here today
Across an endless sea of salty tears
Behind the divided line of eighteen

a gear 
It's clear I'm striking fear when I appear tear apart the foes who near
Everything apart of me is armored audibly
Down to my heart and arteries are

you no go fit double the numbers I dont need your help
Real hardcore rapper me I’m far from a girl

It’s like heaven and hell
Check the numbers homie

it far
Tek ya gyal, tek it dog
Humble pie, serve that well, I'm a humble guy
Deep down, all the guys on your side
Deep down, wanna see the clash