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place or that place. And that's what I thought I had to be. I thought that I had to take the steps to try to gain the approval and favor for my family in
was taken by that snake in the grass
Should of stuck the nigga fast
Yeah, that motherfucking snake in the grass
We dropped our guards and he got
you don't play fair
I pay the bill like GI, but Jada still ain't got no hair
Play with fire, you get burned
Rock you like I'm Christian McCaffrey in
him he wants to be free
He's got no one trying to help him or to save me
Raised by family but not his mom
Bobby at a young age was banished to Guam
cooperating with God
By accepting Jesus Christ as our personal Lord and savior
And as the Lord does return in the coming seven days
We'll see you next time
your family
You gotta protect your identity
When you taking these risk for your family
We bout to run in the store
Im tryna snatch it and go
Don't let
the crossfire
In Silence, cease the fire
Shaken but still alive
Down a soldier lies
The Ghosts of war stand near by
There's a field where angels dance
He
far greater
I am like Michael Angelo the archangel
If he was a dark natured art painter
Painting a picture of heart failure
Look at the all the trash In
up
It's still motion if it's slow bucks
In the hood it feel like no luck
We was tryna get it out the road was eating cold cuts
I done seen a nigga jump
fire
Still no matter what we gon' rep the name
Look at your family, we got twenty years in the game
A family reunion
Gonna have a family reunion ooh,
Home fer the winter with his family
happy as squirrels in the ol' gum tree
bein' the father he wanted to be
close to his boys as the pod an' the pea
Chicago, Illinois
A young Panther was born
He became a man when he was just a little boy
Excellent athlete, he excelled in the classroom too
High supreme
'em retire
You got Don she said it like she knew he is fire
I ain't selling no soul donated my heart to this art
It's go hard or go home and going home
at it, after mathematics
In the home of drive-by's and ak-matics
Swap meets, sticky green, and bad traffic
I dip through, then I give you (still
killing me)
Twenty two years and going to quickly
Miraculously I'm still here with you
Here with you, I meant by myself
Homesick feeling's testing me
hate this feelin'
Innocent niggas get shot at, in the broad day, the A.M
I asked him for a play-by-play of how their whole day went
He said he went
lightly begins to rain screams of terror
Are hidden by the passing trains
This can't be little Shane, his uncle cried
As he drops to his nephew's
I'm still burning duct tape.)
Bitch!
Nigga, this rap shit slow?
I'll be back selling blow
Posted right there by the store
Selling narcotics for
Gotta find a way to start the finish of me missin' ends
Clueless true but still an opportunist
Who had nothin' to lose really, there isn't a lot to it
He
And shoutout to Julius Erving, one of the legends I worship
Muhammad Ali put the work in, he was the champ, the greatest, he earned it
I love that you think
it's true
He ain't spoke to Kyla thought, just in case she lets it slip
Kyle still don't know who it was that tried to him pitched
Shiro's gonna
at it, after mathematics
In the home of drive-by's and ak-matics
Swap meets, sticky green, and bad traffic
I dip through, then I give you (still
out there, I'm comin'
(But I still know this is the life, baby, baby)
Let's go get 'em Just
Time to duck, fire
Duck, fire, duck, fire
Duck, fire
Family's the word that I feel
Tell a lightie "clean up the grill"
I'm bout to pull up with the drinks on chill
Wait for my arrival to fire up the brai
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