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Local rapper from the DMV
Hope to make it out
Many try to keep me from my dreams
Guess yall figured out
If you scheming
Do it to a nigga leaping

with fam
You might just not understand
It was all part of the plan
Man you truly a fan
Just go & sit in the stance
Then make me feel like the man
Man I

Fountains of youth found inside a babies laugh
Many ladies ask  a real man his intentions
Raised by dads  that foretold of bull-shitters on the mission
Other

are not skilled in the interpretation

Of dreams
Then the man who was released, amongst one of the two who were in prison, now finally
Remembered

yeah
She had a vibe I could vibe with
But while we was flyin'
I had to go sit by the pilot
'cause she smelled like Rikers Island
Straight mack, straight

maker

All day singin', supper on the ground
Old folks and youngins, gather 'round
Every kind of fiddle you ever did see
Come along merry and sit by me

Man I'm faded for you
It's true
I do I do
Sit back relax enjoy the fact I'm captivated by you
It ain't about the things you say
It's bout the things

Sit down you the type I can't stand
I tell if you real by the glance
We ain't even gotta shake hands
If you think I'm gon stop
(No chance)
Break bread

The worst man in the world
The worst man in the world
The worst the worst 
The worst man in the world

I always have an empty sit in the bus
When you makin

The worst man in the world
The worst man in the world
The worst the worst
The worst man in the world

I always have an empty sit in the bus
When you makin

the 411, hun?)
I know you got it going on
(Hey yo, I got it going on) (I'm a bad boy)

As I sit back relax
Steam a blunt, sip a Becks
Think about

quit (so many times I almost quit)
Sleeping and dreaming, but a nigga wasn't slick
Looking back on all that shit like man, goddamn I need that shit

quit (so many times I almost quit)
Sleeping and dreaming, but a nigga wasn't slick
Looking back on all that shit like man goddamn I need that shit

run at you
Yeah

All I wanna do is
Sit back, smoke sacks, bump my new shit
Ahhhh
All I wanna do is
Sit back, smoke sacks, bump my new shit
Uh

say now
Wondering if I will ever find a way out
I goes for mine, I gots to shine
Pressure we been burning, they just sit back, recline
I goes for mine,

distracted focus on getting paid
Back in the days when I was young, I'm not a kid anymore
And somedays I sit and wish that I could dream again
These days ain't

just like a urchin
You ain't got probable cause no reason for blurpin'
I know it's my time as I sit by the curtains while they lurkin
Yeah fosho' it is

And the phenomenon accelerates, it never stops
So rewind, back to the days when we
Roamed through the trees and down by the sea
Like the historical man, with no wants

far

Made it this far

Made it this far
So we never look back
Ask Rhys what we seen
Our achievements are mad


Came so far man I could never look back

sits by himself in a corner;
But never what answer to make he knows, When others with questions come.

Where have all the Kings gone…

A witless man

it fail

Man, they hooked up with the opps
Tryin' to really get you pop, but it feel like a dream
Could you really show the blocks
How to mix it up

address
Me as mister i suggest you change
Your profession ad-libber
You just dreaming about your
Dreams Inception ass nigga
Man, what I gotta do? Spell it

Gave me her number
She said would call me

Back on the road
Blacked out Corsa already know
SET on the wheel
AMZ in the back
Mans on the AUX
Or
Setting

in the them and me 
He's the exception that proves the rule 
All your dreams are a lie 
Now much will you swallow when Willy flies by?

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