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on the Bible I'm gone lie by you
I'ma forever keep it real until my life is through
Keep it real now and don't you lie to me
If a nigga caught in that slammer

I love the way you lie
I ain't tripping bout you being honest with me
Pretty little lies see it through you eyes
Telling me what I want down

Drinking talking with Todd and Jake
Like one day that gon be me
And we just smile and laugh
It seems must closer than the past
Believe me
Stuck on chasing

To roll through the suburbs in a todd white suburban

More power to ya, more power to ya my lovely one
More power to ya, more power to ya my lovely one
Put

come through
I'm gonna break bread when I want to
Can't be me even if you tried to
Learn to love self instead of tryin a fill my shoes
Won't ever be

Marley
I think a lot and wonder why she's with me

Finding it hard, but it's pulling me down
Fighting it hard, but it's pulling me down
Finding it hard

what to do,
Alan know what to do, hey you hey you

Um, i said it before, Transcend five-foot-four
walkin in, steppin in through Todd Collins' door
in

really him just leave me alone 
I turn the corner; I'm bringing home

Written by Todd Dorcelus

The more I'm pulling through

Further from fantasy

I'm closer to you

I'm breaking ground

Into something that's real

Forgotten tenderness you show me

You

Collected from the hoes, count me on to my curbin'
Let niggas from New York think that life is a struggle, so this the gift I was given
So I just live by my

Sometimes

Noreaga

Belly

1998

Locked it wit me, your legacy live on with me continuously
Tremendously I blow weed deep in my memory
You still breathe, your face show through your seeds

3 Victims

Written, recorded, produced, engineered, & performed by Broc Jesch (Breezy)

Chorus
3 Victims (3 Victims) 3 Victims (3 Victims) 3 Victims

Porsche matte black, pulling up
Fuck a Challenger

I wish you well then I'm gone
By the end of the night
Sensational drank keep me up
Through the light

flew
Spread my wings and did what neither of you
Even would do to survive that's
What it took for me to pull through
Keeping it real and proceed

what
I’ll grab the dirtiest verse from
Out of a dump truck
And chop your lips off just for
Thinking you can discuss us

Tell me, who the fuck said it

astray by these fucking demons
Haunting me day by day, those fucking demons
Sky is a little grey, I just need hope, yeah

Never ends, I hope this never

I’m pushing it faster
I have no surrender
I’m feeling the power
Of breaking the edge
I’m looking for anger
By whom I defeated
It’s making me stronger

Niggaz know that's for real though
Probation got me lock so ain't No smoking on that endo
Pulling broads and they kinfolk
Shining harder than diamond

don’t mind,
I’m pulling through, I’m pulling through, ‘coz
Here in my head I am always
close to you,

Cause you make me love you even from miles away

Big fish tuna
Krishna and Arjuna
Mohammad and Allah
Yeshua Panthera is the sacred son of Yah
The son of Todd
The reason I'm walking through

Thomas A. Dorsey / J.R. Baxter Jr.
Arrangement By Nicol Smith, Todd Smith, Allan Hall

Precious Lord, take my hand
Lead me on, help me stand
I am

fault but I wish they would notice me
I dropped a song with no notice a cry for attention
I titled it "Shadows" my own intervention
Nobody reached out

of a train 
cfter me it was never the same 
I stand tall as first letters of names 
Me & shawty made the neighbor complain 
I'm an older lion you can tell by

Melanated black man skin color Hennessey

Written by Todd Dorcelus