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to live
I was a kid
I was a young man when they buried him again
On the ancestral lands that wasn't even his
So, for you, I promise no hollow words, swallow

Family Ties

Cunninlynguists

Will Rap for Food

went through nights with no dinner lookin' bummy and skips
Could go no where in school with no money for trips
Gettin' cracked on by honeys and shit

by the streets
But that don't mean that I don't take this shit serious
I'm still aimin' to reach the apex of the pyramids
The truth is... I really love

are the light inside

For a decade and half
For more than five thousand days
(It's) you have been here by my side
(And) you have grown so tall

I Rock the Gangsta Shit

Sawed Off

Presents: Kalifornias Most Wanted

2003

surive the pain insane to the brain
I slang cane so I can get more guns for my gang
So it's understood I do this for the hood
The land of the no good South

poor atonement
hopin' the thought that there isn't really more condones it
but don't it ever seem strange and deranged to see art work with no author's

Target Practice

Jedi Mind Tricks

Violence Begets Violence

2011

We come guns blazing like the young sons of Satan
Some occasions gun play comes into the equations
Gotta keep the chrome for home invasions

Good Time

Out of Eden

More Than You Know

1996

were shackles on my hands
Tried to deny it, 'til oppression took command
Turned to the Savior and He opened up my eyes
It caught me by surprise, told me

the waters you give
Come and nourish our souls, we need your gift to live

I sit by the window pane
Waiting for the wind to rain
When will it fall down

I've met some people that knew me and call me friend
Ain't no sense wantin' my life to live over
I'd find different ways to make those mistakes again

So

Ride wit my team tryna go live my dream
Serving all of these feins got the nine wit the beam
I like the way you do it
Girl turn around and shake that ass

trying to stack meals so the whole fam could eat, still
They try to son me, like some be seriously
Trying to outrun me? (what)
47 steps ahead of course you

single event
Sometimes I live in my bed, with just a pad and a pen
And a broken ipod I bought stolen from the block
Got holes in the soles of a third of my

All the people
go get together and hear me sing
my son my freedom my love
a world of children that cries no more
one race one heart is all in

all alone just sitting by the phone
Praying he make it home before his sons all grown
But he's stuck in a cell and holidays all alone
And now he's going

make a move
Then body them
Rich should arm the poor  to armor them
2nd amendment that a sponsor them
Any die then we a martyr them
As the sons

this aint no bluff
Foiled plan screams let me die this enough
An made it thru
Stomach pumped stronger then before
Dumped the pills rehab
Wait theres more

intended
Embracing the ways were different replacing mistakes we live in
Related because were children by faith in the Savior risen.
(YEAH)
Why Hate Why Hate

He lost his job, then his wife, now he lost his home
He has no food, walks the streets, without a place to go!
Don't judge a man until you've walked

draws forth we are moving on north
We will never let them have it all
There's a price for freedom paid by Belgium's sons
They may take our towns, they

Cos, you deserve the sunshine
Margot, this might make you blush
More compliments, and I'm in no rush
I know, I got some stuff wrong
Just one

Told my brother think i love her think that she’s the one for me

Im a dog I need a home, but i ain’t coming wit no flees
See these bitches I float by

feeling
Of becoming something more than just another human being
Live this life with a true meaning
Don't believe all that you're seeing
This life can be

paid by the Son of David
The Lamb
He was slain for thе shame that we all facin'
Every single lie tucked in the basement
Every single heart of stone stuck