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Tattoo the seeds you planted
Be a good friend and a brother
Love your children and their mother
And die by those living words in red"
And the old man

Hollograms

Ganksta N-I-P

Psychotic Genius

1996

It seems like it writes in cold blood
For the pain that they give
Time I change my voice, white people die if they want to live

Now as I wake up

ain’t no stopping it
Lights shinning bright yea no wonder why they blocking it
Yea I’m throwing shots in it
Shades on my eyes I see why while skate I by

time to get that money
It's real buisness no time to be funny
You never know if you turn around get stabbed by your buddy
You never what they think do

What if this is all there is
It's a gift you'll have to live with
You can drain it to your end
You can pencil in an exit
Honey blame it all on me
Cause

Yes I hope you know
Baby, I hope you know
I'll admit I was attracted
To you and my heart reacted
When I look into your eyes
It happens every time
Yeah

this one like a clover
Ended up being trash so I told her go live with grover

I know I got with your friend but the least you could do is forgive me
If

she high oh my huh, uh
God gotta get this karma off me this quick, get a kick out her with or without her ima live shit
But that ain't the thing her gun

If he start to point
You know we gon' blaze them
Your bitch came to party
She shaking her ass with
Drink liqs with no chaser
She think you lit
Cuz you

away the key
A pack of hyenas he he laughing at me
They took many shortcuts
By backstabbing me
If I don't get out they grip
Then these vultures won't dip

It's cool if we gon' play by all these fucking rules
Cause I'm a crodie who can't live without the jules and the diamonds
Rocking old rings I be finding

aint no seats

When my love came knocking at the door of your heart
You let your pride act like you wasnt at home

Nobody saw me its cool, until the fame

Ayo
Yeah
Ugh
Shit scary, nigga
Yeah
Ugh
Ugh
Yo ion like these niggas
Fuck they style and how they rap
Tomahawks across the map
If it's up that's

on my jacket
Hands touching that turns to holding the sways that turn into dances
Then I open up your door and you ask me if it's a must
The talk while

wrapped lungs black 
Dead boy on the track
I choose this life 
Never lookin back 
Baby if your breathin then i probably wouldnt fuck with you
If your heart

one does
Me a favour I say obrigada
And de nada

She tried kissing me after
Put back on your Tommy b I want no drama
Hypocrisy cah I got a k by my name

though
All these corny rappers make me laugh and then cry
I'ma keep passing them by
If these are the days of our lives Then why would I spend one with you

an apostle
Jesus let her preach
If you ain't see it
Check a non ESV

To the woman that's gone capture my heart
I hope you hear this
If you do
Hit me up
Cause I'm intrigued by your mysterious ways
You peak my interest

in the booth
(Oh yeah)
I don’t be fronting
I just be hiding what I am feeling (Yeah ouuu)
Yeah I live in the dark times
No love where my heart wants

those days you didn't
Live in my memories
My nightmares
My broken heart
Your polaroids
Your paintings
Our small flat that's now sold out
That forced each

Always cry on aeroplanes
Look in silence, know I'm dazed
Tonight in the room
Face distract all the gloom
Ain't really special if I hesitate
Can't

This ain't a Shakespeare play, dear
On my eighth beer, I fear I may veer
And if I go there, don't mean I don't care
Just means I'm tryna live this
Life

heart or soul long ago my life's been taken by the grim reaper
Through my eyes I now see clearer
Nothing last forever and for that I'm a believer