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the pen and I jot
Everything I write a lot
Everything that's on my mind 
Yeah I stay right on my grind
Yuh using my time
Actually, I'm using God's
But I

you could do
Make them finally look your way
But the truth is fine, get this in your mind
You planted them seeds,  They'll sprout up in time
They got

of my life
Hangin around riches and pretty bitches
Daydreamin after gettin knocked by a 7 feet piggy
Jiggy, felt like biggy, sat on my brain
Now it's

hear him sing
It will switch up if ur not in sync

So be aware
If you got no time to spare
Whoops missed werner vibes in the air
Take a bite outta

fall from love I'll catch you outta season
I done seen a nigga lose it all from chasing what he was dreaming
I done witnessed self sabatoge love cuz I'm

infinite your mind is lost, as we travel through the Milky Way worlds outta sight, as far as the eye can see not even a satellite, now stop and turn around

might blind me
Just a beach boy, so we don't preach boy
Hannah Barbera never outta reach boy
Fly intros, fly credits my fam gets it
No time for

should know that I tried

Food for thought saved, with a glass of wine by the side
Am I worthy to be king? I'll let the people decide
My pen game is outta

been on my mind lately but some violent shit
An just like the plug I can get ya vacuum sealed and shipped outta this bitch bye bye
I know all my opps

feelings like Mozart
All of this shit been fucked up from the jump start
Rolled a 7 10 times and had no spark
I’m feeling stupid for keep having hope
I’m

tired

Cause she been running thru my mind allay true 


Oh you so genuine you

We aint even had time 

To properly kick it true 


But beautiful gotta

I rise
Rise to the mic all strong
Forget the wrong, stay in the right
Keep on fighting to a brighter you

Kicking it out to year seven
I was not

just bad for me, even if you said 
It was gonna be hard, You're not even trying

It's my time to say goodbye
Please just don't come back
If you do, I'll

the cat's eyes
out alone with no valuables 
found a home too perfect to reverse it with a palindrome
7-11 sip a beverage outta styrofoam
before they didn't

These melodies yea, they never lie uh
These melodies yea, I'm mesmerized uh
These melodies memorized by the second time
Check the time
7:30, I sit here

ways I can get it chasing all dreams
6 deep don't need many at the scene
7 days a week i'm getting more green
8 ways they tryna stop me by all means
9

Fuck pennies fuck cents and fuck dimes
I done did this shit a thousand times
Thought id never make it out of these trials
But in my heart something

her cousins
Bottled by the one she wouldn't marry
Who wishes that she loved him
He tried struggling
But seven of them all punching him
He bleeds 'til

stunting
With my nothing ass paparazzi on em look at
All these flashing lights
Outta control something like a pilot
Who was crash at flight
Seven letter

filled
And clip filled
But now it's empty and you living in a cemetery
Hol up
I ain't snap like this in a minute
I'll be in the books by the time I get

Had Free lunch in the 7th grade
A Free spirit, nigga never hate
God get me outta hell for Heaven sake
My deep lyrics who could relate
Trapped in

Living by sword dying bout it should be simple
I'm on her mind cuz I always get the mental Doing them hits you better treat em like they Missions

Thinking to Myself

Esham

Judgement Day, Vol. 1

1992

[Esham]
Well I was thinkin to myself, how could I get mental
And drop a wicked track over a funky instrumental
I rhyme for the mind then in time you

Get me the fuck outta here
Why'd I say you can call me daddy
Trigga let the beat bang

So what's your secret
Love, loyalty, respect
Doing