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Peace, Jesus captured me and actively bled
Hit the red pen, the kid is writing love to my kin
Peace my family, I’m randomly dismantling lies

Live
Love
Piss
Shit
Marry
And die by
Live with that law
Til I die too
I am not 
As dark as you
English is my only language 
But I know your kind
Through

of them
I Lost a few homies I still don't feel that its real 
Vincent, Carlos,Quez,Terrell, E, Reek  
All on my mind hotboxin' this jeep 
Almost got caught

the time mi quint yo the bottle done
Mi link a brethren tell him bring two bottle come
Mi never say fi bring nobody with you
Sorry but mi figure say a party

Mind feeling empty
Mind so hollow
Speeding on the highway in a Monte Carlo
Never look back no I don't wanna go
I'ma keep on grinding till I grow

Brethren
Ruthlessness don't be yes men
Ghen ghen, you fit get 12, if 2 slack 10 men
Bread no go do to have fed them
Watch on me like Ben 10

Shit's

Shorty said she wanna party real hard
Baby just hit my line
She said she wanna just have a good time, she wanna party all night
O.T.D I wanna lose my

of them ever know how to hold a decent convo
Thats the type of thing makes me call a 10 a 7 
That kind of line raises eyebrows from my brethren
Some would

my ears only know bout the bag
Walahi I'm fiending again
Big boy drama with Rose and she's leaning again
Egyptian brethren held me back in immigration

the party's where you are, yeah
The party's where you are, oh
And I ain't never far, no
And I don't need nothing more, yeah
The party's wherе you are

My man is

Sitting on that Cadi leather
I ain't got nothing left but

My family and my brethren's
Of course I got the man that's
Gon get me into heaven
I'm the jump

Everyday (Rudebwoy)

Kardinal Offishall

Fire and Glory

2005

off in the west set
Had a baby girl by some dude
I used to hear second-hand from her brethren
That the youth was vexed, "yo kardinal I need food"
I

right up by the speakers
so we really can't speak
hands all over my body 
yes my knees are gettin weak

Friday to Monday
we don't stop
DJ oh DJ
let

Identity

J.R.

Rebel

2008

in
I'm not the car I drive, no

I'm not the job I work
You can't define my worth
By nothing on God's green earth
My identity is found in Christ,

the whole industry in our reach
It's just a matter of time before we're selling seats
And I'll do it all by rapping on beats, uh
Yeah, and I don't need

bumper but they don't look like mermaid
I love champagne, like Damon love Vervain, let's party
Lovers, don't bring your heartache
Gangsters, don't come

by pigeon and some by snail
Soon all of the party guests will make their way
Like a flock of starlings at the break of day

I'm gonna party like

And they don't really know why
It's that envy inside made your feelings take flight
Should've known you wasn't my brethren
You crashed out nine eleven
You

Rock
Back to Cali, we living like Grand Theft Auto
Not tonight, I said I'm coming back tomorrow
Til the sun up, I party like my name Carlos
When I die,

your bitch jocking
I don't need nobody
I got balling it's my hobby
Had to get it on my own
I want them hundreds and fifty's
I want the Beamer and Bentley

type of flow to make 'em make Scream 3
Six rappers being hunted by a killa MC
I never killed a bianca with a 36D
A party with the bitches on my planet

he a 80's baby
We some 80's babies
Shoutout to my 80's babies

80's baby, woo, crazy baby, woo
Mama raised you, raised by the streets woo
Grimey like

for just anyone
Not to think that I wasted my time
Wasted my time for just anyone
Don't waste your time, don't waste my time
(Don't waste my time)

see, inside your magazine
So to my skanking brethren, you might as well shave your hair clean
A true Dread deals with Jah Love, And a false dread deals