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and grits
They got another boy who can rhyme and do the fly flips
And that's I high I better get by because my ally
About to flip that crazy shit while I go

I've always had faith in it
I always believed in it
Dark days I confide in it
Light time celebrate in it
Wrote bars to record in it
Hardly made money

We can stand naked on the corner of Main Street, baby, and
Let everybody slow down and take a look
You can drive your Cadillac to the library, baby,

you in the eyes
While I'm screamin in tongues
You're seeing visions of nuns
Being paraded by heathens with guns
Virgin Mary being 
Raped in the street

meals
Say fuck this record deal,
I'm a graduating scholar, got me throwin just as met,
on my line when I holla
Pay me by tha hour, dey wanna fuck nothin,

Walkin down the street
Today.
Tryin to get my guy,
Out the way
And look at the man
That came round
Hope he's not as stupid
As what I've found

He's

Walking down the street with my hand at my side
My luck's run out but I’ll get it next Time
Tasted it before, but I can’t describe
The feelin' that

be silenced when I'm done
Rooftop to rooftop I stalk my prey
I gotta catch em all to die another day
The streets are now clear of the rotting hordes

Zonin out
Lost in the crowd
Just me around
Did I say that out loud
Thoughts coming out now put em back in the pound
I've been sitting down
But still

I’m just a jit with some big ass dreams
If I had one wish it would benefit the team
You should take a look at life cuz it ain’t what it seems
Imma

with a grave 
Niggas die every where ain't no where safe 
A nigga dripping i look like a open safe 
They ask for hand outs but don't care if i do great

We been makin' music a long time
(Hey, but have you ever played in a jazz band before?)
Fuck, I've been fuckin', rappin' bro
Better pop a xan 'fore I

When I see you out at night, dancing down the street
All pretty in your party clothes, you make my poor heart miss a beat
Everybody around me knows I

Every night, every night
I still dream of you
Do you still dream of me?
Or do you wake?
In a place, you don't want to be
Like a man on the streets

think I've gone back in time to 1968 
Where the tree's were much greener and my hair was much thicker 
Streets were a lot safer and people were kinder

Yeah
Look
Can I have it all
One of the questions, I suppose (I suppose)
That's running through my mind that I ask to know
And where did all the other

complaining dog we all in it we know it's hard
I've been grinding all life to make it look overnight
I never did through the Roc but I can still shine bright
I

you had to do was ask, Johnny Law
Where's my cake key
Look, now I ain't glorifying shit
But it’s a fact that I'm less scared to slip out of character

for a little walk
A stroll down by the sea
Or maybe we should just stay at home
And watch something good on TV

I went into town this afternoon

When i see you walk into the room all i beg to do is wrap my arms around you 
I try so hard to look beautiful for You 
But i don't think you'll ever

on the right path
Despite math I've lasted all these years bitch so bite that
Goodnight cat play along girl don't fight back
Polite clap wear my mood like a nap

on my second birthday I was that n***a
That they couldn’t hold a candle too
I look back and I began to realize
Its a blessing that you not by my side no

the bottom
And made a way for the crew
No I ain't got nothing to prove
As long as the family straight
And my son got food Na
I ain't got nothing to prove

Look

up
I've came to spare some change help fill up your cup
'Cause it's hard up in these motherfucking streets I plead
Choose the path of the fool