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Family's for generations
Ruining and manipulating
Their lives, and freedom
The weak minds will forever be stuck
Believing in locking down free will
Assuming

season is really me
Growing into who I'm meant to be
In the midst of yearning
To feel loved and finally set free
What if all I'm laying down
So openly

shit n this rapping my wave
I cannot give it up living it up house in the hills I explore through the 
Truck Never got loved so how could I show love
I

of views
Hated by so many, faded by none
Bet you bitches remember me when it's said and done
Bitch I'm Chulo

Attitude is now or never
Cause tomorrow might

Get on the Mic

Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth

The Main Ingredient

1994

click's the first round draft pick for time in prison
So the only way to cover that is clean living
Respect given, hear the bell go "ding"
It's like

that I work so hard? 
Girl, I ain't been sleep for the whole week (whole week)
And I know that you miss me 
Girl, I can tell by the way that you phone

school fees and food
Since her daddy left 'em for a gyal

So she could only dream what her mates enjoyed
Now wey be say Jerry don dey shake for him voice

believe we ain't playin' fair, uh, you gon' die regardless
I told that bitch I loved her she still fucked my man's so now I'm heartless
Long nights I been

evil, but free dumb people, enslaved themselves, engaged in hell, I think
I hear wedding bells, for whom the bells toll, got me blowing bridges, rigging

desperation
In the same old fight
Brown vs. white
Brown gotta fight for what is right
Gotta show what we're about
Thank God we kicked em out
Thank God we kicked

god for a reason, spend their lives feeling betrayed
Some people only free for a weekend, rest of their lives they spend in Chains
But it won't always

I still pray to God
The only way to get even is to defeat the Odds
Seen my life through a mirage & for this I'm Playing cod
Won't let you close enough

finally got my mind straight
Traded in the Prozac for a dime bag, and a mixtape
By the end of 10th grade, Poppi had finally up and left
I stepped out of her

the truth
Begging and harping like what did he do
Insensitive pricks would not let her free
I tried to be there for all of her needs
Suffocating there was no

or me, I made you a better faith
So lay down, I got you
Shake that stress and doubt up off you
I want to free you from that fear that stalks you

Without

I'm free to roam
Got so much cash, I won't take out a loan
These past few weeks been amazin' to me
Minutes of fire? I'm flamin' like 3
I'm gainin' some

all this talking shit
Used to think I loved her, now I know she an obnoxious bitch
And I'm still out here tryna pop and shit
Do right by my Moms

My name is Jesper Mr. Nice Vibe, I loved all drugs and sinned every day
Hope what I say affects you all, I have never felt so weak
The drugs were my

a real man put your hands in the sky
Is you a real man is you red no blue or white
Is you beer fizzy, is your gun locked, money right
So you fear god, fear

Soldier's Last Letter

Dave Dudley

There's a Star Spangled Banner Waving Somewhere

1966

darling boy.

Dear Mom, was the way that it started
I miss you so much, it went on
Mom, I didn't know, that I loved you so
But I'll prove it when this

Any of us could be in that position
The hood never loved us the streets really crooked
God has forsaken us he isn't looking
He was in and out of prison

dominate hate
One play at a time for the salty folk to rehydrate

Fade away from all the fake shit
They make our faces graze the front papers
I'ma outlaw, by

it 100 like Wilt
Pray to God, all my scars he gon' heal
So no I don't need me a pill
To wash the pain away I feel 

Make the league that's mission

thought but what I never saw
Was the love he had for each one of us all
And though we wasn't rich, we always had enough
And growing up was rough so the boy