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up-bringing
So by 2020 Candace was not the song you'd be singing
You're Owen an apology to me for that for starts
Your wicked ass family who never let you hang

Buying a life so you get signed

Call me bud bitch don't call me by my real name
I'm sick and tired of running round playing ya damn games
I fucked around

agony if love is pain
I been up too late
Tyrin to figure out a iller strategy of
How I’m gonna switch up the game
Who I became
Is a better version of my

Tell me what you lust for
Is it power is it money is it fame?
Is it sex is it drugs is it making your name?
When we die we can't take it to the grave

who gives a shit
I just don’t want this life to happen to me like some peers I used to kick it wit
Just a black man abiding by the law
At his choosing,

I ain't ashamed to be
A version of Martin Luther: the product of my epiphany
Music put me in agony
Lamentations, my melodies
Tryna give you the game

he wanna be worshipped, chisel his name on a tombstone in cursive
Is it your purpose? If I did this on purpose
Don't be misled by my surface
Did you

never deleted those verses?
Never replaced them with alternate versions
They put you on the spot, they like "spit a freestyle"
But you just forget what

ain't even broke a sweat yet
Still Vette, now known by my born name
Never seeking more fame so to say
Don't you listen to the elders or ride for team like

a bitch
Who thinkin I wouldn't be doing this shit
But I be fuckin killin it
Bitch I the realest in the game
Know me by my name or the fame
But this

This is my reflection
To my every single section
Of my life I mention
There isn't a selection
I get hurt by the tension
Blooded scars like

the neighbours the rest is religion
I read the bible for myself
Indoctrinated by the Spirit
No to fake news i read gospels from the Amplified version
Still the man

Like I've been grinding my whole tryna make a name
Different kinda come up they cannot relate or recreate

Moments slip I can never have back
So I slow

Young, Free and Single

Boney M.

Eye Dance

1985

caller:

Hey, Jane's my name and love's my game,
I just turned eighteen yesterday.
I'm blond, I'm tall, I'm full of fun,
Give me a call and I'll show

now we pray
Never self proclaimed I make them haul and pull again
Our for fame, writing my name and I want my slice up in this game
The skies are

Look what you done to me
Look what you did
Look what you done to me

So in studio today we have -uh, 
Singer, rapper, recording artist by the name

away
Put the Lyrik down and dipped into my name
And I left the back for another play
Never hate the player that controls he game
We can be all we try
Our

running a race my whole life by myself no need for a relay
But on a better note, I got all these bitches screaming my name YJ
Let me say this, people don't

just a different page
Same person just a different shade
Same life just a different way
Lord loves us all the same
Lord knows us by name
Lord please send

cardiac you need a rest you need to pass the game
I'll have a heart attack before they stab my back and take my place

They cannot stand me let alone stand

on this rap game
Bearing the name
Jesus Christ on the mic 
And I'm here to proclaim
I say it with no shame
Because I'm not in for the fame
I spit them

game
Bearing the name
Jesus Christ on the mic
And I'm here to proclaim
I say it with no shame
Because I'm not in for the fame
I spit them healing verses

who's who
I know you say the way you're built you tend to see things
Me myself and I focus on them three things
Caught me by surprise I guess I couldn't

can’t take shit from me
We stay hungry like a small country
Yo, I never snitch, I never say no names
I never been a player ‘cuz I never played those games