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from my Lord
And He has given me a good sustenance from Himself

Shall I pollute it by mixing it with unlawfully earned money
I do not wish unlike you

should not be scared of where we put our feet
Just imagine how mama's life was hanging by a thread 
No words could've been said to her baby boy in the shed

I wake up in a bar
No idea how I got there
Sitting next to three guys
I've never met in my life
They don't seem to notice
As I join in their replies

forth expected.
Yet here sits my son who's sent home by his teachers
For thinking trange "thinks" and inventing strange creatures!

Mrs. Mayor:
We're

heavy enough
And there ain't enough sheep on
My ceiling to count

Ain’t slept a wink since you left me
No inspiration to dream, baby
You're my bedtime

Ask that nigga was he there for his niggas when they called and they needed him
I was flying please forgive me if I fall to my feet again
He don't

weather 
Feeling smaller than a feather 
If you really had my back then you’d come with on this endevour
Gah damn 
Gah damn 
And look i know what you been

Tep the Lion 
Me a go set trend 
Lets live love again
This one is for my family (I love you)

Love for me people who go struggle everyday
Fighting so

ain't heavy enough
And there ain't enough sheep on
The ceiling to count

Ain’t slept a wink since you left me
No inspiration to dream, baby
You're my

[Verse 2]
Close my eyes remember what I think I know best
There’s three things in this room that I could feel with my hands
Six years in the making
And it

and my feet start to stumble
But least I didn't grow up in that shit town called pymble
Circle got smaller everyone turned ghost now I'm trying to do

Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in

I Made It

Jay-Z

Kingdom Come

2006

made it
Ghetto like the grease when you gettin' your hair braided
Sweeter than your sister's Kool Aid is

Hooray, it's the underdog now, my feet

rare
Vulnerability? that's a consequence of being real
Trigger warning- my demeanor
Be on your guard
Half my brainstorms inundate the cutting floor
Half

and around
Musical cadence now cannon pound
Where I fucking was bury my past
Exposure unsatisfied the hunger last
Diction of three hundred words worth five

to make them smaller than they are
Lyrically ripping them to shreds so gritty, bitch
YOU are my problems, gotta tear you apart
I'm surrounded by death, my

to carry ,this yoke as I provoked all the pious one's /banded liberty rob us from our family made my essence abandoned  by 3

smaller than conceited
Keep the fake love I don't need it
Racks out the mud I need to clean it
And my brother just got out, from fighting all them cases
Now

Never Changed

Dorrough

Dorrough Music

2009

or we po'
Later on now and befo'
I just want you to kno
This shyt and never changed (x3)
Me I'm just happy to kno
I could depend on my bro
If I was down

to bed never wake up
I'm stuck on the road i'm stuck
On the road my feet getting cold
MEP3 SE meko MEP3 SE meko
MABR3 searching for gold

Father heal my

Everyday I walk by myself
Everyday I walk by myself
Even though I could walk with somebody else
Everyday I walk by myself
Even while I talk to myself

Every fucking day (3) , everyday niggas
Look around niggas (3)
What you gon' to do 'bout it nigga? (3)
What you gotta say 'bout it nigga? (3)
That's

to my, and I be lying by my
I've been lying by myself

Only two options from here on
Only two songs that I wrote in the past three months that I like,

did it by mistake

"Man, this 50 fucking grimey
Got my spot shot up
I think he tryna line me 'cause I
Want to take his product "
Nigga, fuck with me,