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got signed
It's funny how that dotted line weakens the rhyme
But let a label head put that "X" in front of my eyes
Don't be surprised if I fold under

Should I say, what you want me to say
Should I be, what you want me to be
If it meets your needs
You don't give a fuck about me
You're full of shit,

Remain seated, no standing ovations
Many night it's myself having mirror conversations
Keep cool, forget about the complications
Surrounded by a nation,

Keep your eyes and make clear the lines
No warning shots then you'll realize
Make it quick or get hypnotized
By other worlds that are in disguise

I

it
Pray i live long
The streets will do you dirty
When you winning
Its by default
Keep a close eye on the company you eat with
1 outta 10 stay envious

the morning I'll be gone
All of this becomes a
Distant memory
One, take a breath
We ain't even done
Keep your eyes open
Wanna have some fun
Play a game, can't

life from him
Only the veil of ignorance
Nailed in front of our poisoned mind
Keeping the tree of knowledge
In front of our eyes
The forbidden flame

Illiodic Shines

Royal Flush

Ghetto Millionaire

1997

seed and lay low
In the Pocono, this nigga gotta, claim I owe him dough
(Do you baby?) Take your shit and go

[Royal Flush] (Mic Geronimo)
He pulled out

Burn Guelph Burn

The Sainte Catherines

Dancing for Decadence

We're standing in front of the fire on this faux-summer night
It just takes one spark and we'll burn this whole place down
I love the way your

create
I'm tired of this, the liars can win, the giving is in, the minutes they tick
And time flies, and what's time?
I’m losing my mind by the things I

help me son I'm gunna fall
It's a normal ting I find myself in the mixup
And it's all 'cause I touch mic's,
all 'cause they call me Stryde or Stryder
All

that owed her 
He was guilty by attachment 
He was a heart felt type nigga keep u laughin
But the nigguz that he trusted had more passion in the cash

Day One

Masterminds

The Underground Railroad

2000

To see a pack  of rednecks straight from 1905
Could tell by the clothes thery wore and their broken grammar
That I was the main event of a lynching in

yea paradise 
Beware of the snake eyes
No pair of dice
Oh no don't crap out
They bringing trash 
Tell the haters get that crap out

We gotta keep

Boi
Abj boi
Son
I be abj boi
Kid
Abj boi
I be abj boi
Abj boi
I dey find my own
I depend on nobody you know
Na when I grow
I see things with my eye

to guide
Take me to that one place where i should be
You promised taht your son would shine
Light my darkest nights
Take the coulds from my eyes so i can see

I awoke in the summer the sun struck the earth to furnish us with fire. But jealous hands fashioned their cross to a sword, brandished their gift

It's the same thing
Just looking over the same things
Is it in my head? God, I need Your help
'Cause I'm just not strong enough
Father, it's the same

my heart
Walk in who you are, be my shining star
To me it ain't no question
I just who you are
Keep ya eyes stayed on me
I'll take you real far!  Real

Dear mom i been in this place for a few months
I know it's been a rocky road plus I caused a few bumps
A few bumps get it now the huge lunch
You had

A lonely mother gazing out of the window
Staring at her son that she just can't touch
If at any time he's in a jam
She'll be by his side
But he