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different kids
Love when I'm home for these Tiffin gigs
Take some time to out to see the 'rents
Wish they knew how hard this is
Come real close and listen in

[Outro]
I love you more than myself
Put the real me on the shelf
Can't be with anyone else
Baby, you're the only thing that helps

impossible
But now I’m thinking
Does he also know?
There’s something here we can’t let go
Maybe it’s different in real life
Than FaceTime
Or what if it’s

This for real
Everyday, livin nice
Makin money rollin dice
Look, ain't nobody stoppin' this here
You'll see it, it's on and poppin' this year
It's

sweat it in this water
It's cold outside so we gettin' real close together
Drinkin' Henny in the summer and hot cocoa in the winter

My partner say I'm

I been gettin close to that invisible line
That I told myself that I would change at
We be woke by design but
Asleep to instincts where
It’s time

Luminescence

The Underachievers

The Cellar Door: Terminus Ut Exordium

2014

flee the evil
Keep enemies close so it's easy to eat you
Youngin' never listen to what the teacher teachin'
Now a nigga grown, teacher must lead

always asking when I’ll come back with a feature
But I won’t, cause no mind is close to bein mine
Mining precious beats as the time is passing by
I ain’t

call me if you need a hand or a pen

thoughts surrounding my mind
I want that second life
So I won't have to die

Hold a knife to my throat
Hold it real close
I grab the gun by the barrel

a plan
Close my eyes when I leap
But respect where I land
N I'm rollin packin' tools
Got me thinkin' what's the use
Take a look at all these Fuckers
I

Intuitive at my expense I sheltered a lie
Embracing all false evidence and couldn't rely
On what was real and justified
To never look back into your

Oh-Oh-Oh
So buried
Oh-Oh-Oh
Set me free tonight
Set me free for life

And I'm shining through the blinds
Of a world so far beyond the eyes
If you listen real

listen, she a op
You gon' die, or go to jail, what she told me, nah, stop

Too smart for this shit, I ain't wanna go to class
Real close to expulsion, got

a monster a giant, with no heart, no limbs, no desire. This is not a suicide letter. I just want to get a real close look at death, touch his matted hair as I

Scars for Entertainment

Toothpick

Drive Easy

2004

in a straight line
So scared I only sleep in the daytime
And even then I can only close one eye
I hear you walk a little slower as you go by
With

the light bends
When shone through a cracked mirror
So I model my life on the photos of my kin
From the swag of my pops to the cast iron grin
If you look in

Braintax:
You know it's truthful when you hear me
Real name J Christie, born '73
Deep down I'm probably just like you
Deep down you're probably just

pitfall
cnd you're to believe that people are mostly good
Though evils prevalent in adulthood
I could give you the sack off my back
If you promise to take

Or a patch of unburned green 
Like a tragic real dream 
I guess it struck a nerve 
Every day I wander 
In negative disposition 
As I'm bombarded by

members
Point blank, bitch
Yo
Real shit
Look

They put a bullet in my headrest, I guess that I'm blessed
They think it's guzzle that I'm workin',