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sofa up the stairs all by himself
So I, I say to him, I say "Hey, you want me to help you with that?"
And Marty, he just rolls his eyes and goes
"No,
know I'm high flickin' ashes
At police while I'm ridin' by I'm ghetto I don't fear
Is deeper than love if you want to get it nigga then
Come on nigga
but that shit is all true
Me and my brother got a hundred fifty reasons or more
Why they live inside the wall and hide under the floor
They haven't
man,
and I shouldn't be bothered by people like you."
"Is that all you have for me? One lousy quarter G? Couldn't you lend
me a nickel...?" "Get out,
Mark my words if you go and get the vaccine sure nothing will happen right now
But they’re plan to kill billions of people by 2030 is in their plan
Father, The Truth is not hate
Thank you, that you found us and gave us all the comfort, and more than this
Thank you, Daddy God, for the blow up
Because you
Father, The Truth is not hate
Thank you, that you found us and gave us all the comfort, and more than this
Thank you, Daddy God, for the blow up
Because you
from being a slave in your mind, you're very welcome
You tell me my song is more than a song, it's surely a blessing
But a prophet ain't a prophet till
some corner store
I'm just tryna get more bread than a smorgasbord
Where were we?
Chilling over there, billing by the stairs, straight villains in
of the needle
marking up one's body is so much more than skin deep
Feel the pin prick The grim reep what they sew and you're trained to say that you're fine
in a low low frontin
It's free will emotion you know I'm high flickin' ashes
At police while I'm ridin' by I'm ghetto I don't fear
Is deeper than
know it it's my spouse no doubt
I'm a grown man so grown stuff comes out my mouth
Straight out the south side of Augusta GA
I gotta be more than these
you
Do you know
There are slackers there are people who are
Satisfied by delivering everything they have
– with their knowledge
Their financial
but leave pain outside
More heart than most of us and that's shit you can't advertise
I see you guided yourself, I know the pressure
Whenever you come
Can distract them in a minute
People really thinking they can bang when I'm hotter than some lava
Burning through the sun to make it even hotter
You
out
More than you already do, I'mma grab a screw
And a screwdriver too and drive it through your palm, ouu
That hurts, ain't it? Bitch, stop
of the Bush nation stares
As the drama unfolds, as we the people under the stairs
Fifty percent of this "Son of a Bush" nation
Is like, hatin' on Haiti
ever told you you got beautiful skin?
You're more than welcome, what do you desire within?
I just, want to be, there's no need to put titles on you
beautiful skin?
You're more than welcome, what do you desire within?
I just, wanna be, there's no need to put titles on you and me
Those are limitations,
I see myself in Cail with a bunch people
Can't make out face but I don't look so eager
Stair for a second but it Don't get more clear
I take a look
about what they say
They're lost, misguided sheep
Who hate themselves more than you anyway
So you wanna be a rap god?
Stop worryin' 'bout everyone else
helair?
Doing well but my nigga's momma on welfare
Ridin' round the town and you know
I'm safe and sound cause
For me being in the hood
Is safer than
know I'm high flickin' ashes
At police while I'm ridin' by I'm ghetto I don't fear
Is deeper than love if you want to get it nigga then
Come on nigga
me by the stair cases
Later they found that man hanging from his fucking shoelaces
They say I'm buggin out
And I guess it's true
But it's only true
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