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Oh, there's a place I like to go
Sit by the nád at the tó
Sunshine through the cotton furs weeping willows

It’s the process of my life
It took its

to high
And made it out of my teens 
By the seat of my pants 
I learned that love can last 
If you don't hold back and you love 
All the way 
Or it can end

I’m a workin’ man baby come and take my hand
Love is a funny thing working for a diamond ring
You’ve got potential and you, met my credentials and -

Cradle to the Grave

Mobb Deep

The Infamous

1995

on the creep down by Vick's weed spot(So what! )
Made a U-ey up the hill plus a change of plans
I had to hurry back so I could warn my man

Ya had me stressin

The Grave Prelude

Mobb Deep

The Infamous

1995

a jake on the creep down by Vicks weed spot(so what)
Made a you-ey up the hill plus a change of plans
I had to hurry back so I could warn my man

Ya

keeping my fist up
And lately I've been numb
Please don't comeback around if you switched up
Still on my grind I've been trapping all week
I think 'bout my

thousand off a pack and that's a fact
No I'm not a crip but I can C shit matter fact
All pressure in my fronto your shit wack
Always keeping shit ahundred

This is that double MM Flow
I've been working i'm barely at home
Fuck love, I'm stuck in my zone
Me n better riding inna fish bowl
Going hard cuz my

I use my presence as a weapon (Weapon)
Because I do not have time to
Go back and forth about nothin' (Nothin')
Why the hell would I argue?
Said I'm

back to the bottle. I swore id never go back again
You can tell by the wobble, I put up these walls and they're cavin in

I'm an addict, falling back

Told that bitch touch her toes 
In my crib on the flo
I don't wanna talk no more 
Lemme get some action 
Throw it back ride it slow 
Throw that ass

Giving up won't be the case
I might of lost my
Mind in the space
I'm back here I'm feeling deep
Putting work in this thing
Got more flow than you

they mean the best but Treat you like a ghost

Everything i do i gotta do for you i See the muse in you
You love my music too i love the way You move
So

on this designers belt
Bitch this summer getting scary
I ain’t forget the time when niggas shined ain’t left me any
Now I’m back up on my bullshit niggas

talk behind ya back because they frenemies
You my brother how you... you my enemy
Say you love me but you niggas tryna just bury me
And I ain't lacking

my demons and finding time to repent
If I said that you dead to me ain't no more coming back
All that fake love and support you can take the shit back

press
We don't Khaled to tell us we already know we the best for real
I send em' a message receipt
Tryna come back to my life but they shoulda kept

matter what color everybody dies in Detroit
But if I had to kill a hundred dudes to get my dad back
Bet your ass that God will have a hard time keeping

my back, yuh
They just wanna see the stacks, yuh
They just wanna see the fat racks
It is the epitome of whack, yuh
Yet I gotta stay focused
Keeping all

behind the curtain
Onto the lavish life
A better life and that's for certain
Make my way out the catacombs
Keeping to myself for the creature inside
This

Phone keep ringing money keeping calling
I'm just blessed that my hittas keep balling
TB home been to long departed
We take off on cities we never

Jordan 4's
How you niggas keeping count and couldn't even keep the score
They keep asking where I been
At the condo by the store
Long as my fingers working

the water with me
Live by the plug
I'll be back in jiffies
Distort warped
Morphed this body
It's inched steel
A quick pinch
The bowls spinached
Acid asked if

na nah
Na na this ain't real trap 
Not real trap but the rap is back
Na na na na na, na nah
Not real trap but the rap comes first
Hey
I just, my name