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eyes
I couldn't sleep
I took a drive
There's always something
On my mind
Always something
On my mind
I went to school
They called me quiet
Sitting in

get to recording
I'm an addict to seeing people win
But the fact I'm benign feeling below ten
Celsius, it's ridiculous like Steelo Brim
Sick in water

‘cause you're not ready
Life lessons evolved me into a kind monster
Eyes of a tiger spirit of a toddler
No decisions made in pursuit of a dollar
Taught

like I'm a nothing
I should've been your dad and truly been that something
But I raised you as a friend and in the end I lost ya loving
Cause now I'm

me[00:49.57]To find out you'd know how to forget me[00:53.92]Even after all this time[00:55.65]I can't talk 'bout the way that I feel inside[00:57.97]I got hurt by

his prime
Feel like Hov 98' cuz the streets is watching (uh uh)
I'm locked in
Go hard in the paint like Rodman (that's right)
I always find a way

the rain
Memories the water holds
You came like a hurricane
Now I can't get you out of my thoughts

See you in the rain
Water dripping from your hair
I want

the booth
If we speakin the Truth then these niggas is mute
Move with a few that got something to lose
Paid all my dues I got nothin to prove
Drugs

help me out and share my vision!
Like I have to have things in a certain order
I have to see blood floating in the water!
I'm gonna get this murder

days i wasn't winning then
Ride by the country view, imma just swerve down little Rissington
Demons from within, baptize in holy water rinsing them

love affair
Cause I had something to offer
When I went tainted
Into new water
And all these people
In the crowds I walk through
They act like they're

their shade 
Or maybe it's chemistry, one new formula could set us free
Black water in the bath water - Acreage boy with a grimy flow
Found yourself in

water down
Drip by drip
'Cause it's nice
Storyteller
Whispers in the dark
And my skin is tingling with a holy spark
And it's nice
To feel alive

Cover something stupid in the trunk of it
Just got of the phone with lucci he
Say gates you run his shit
Lotta sirens passing by the shop
But we still

Dopey on the mic again oh oh oh
Harda
I'm like a tree by the rivers of water
Whatever I do must prosper
Me yield fruits in the right seasons
I'm like

no man up in you
Dropping something that's coherent, isn't possible for you
Your mixes sounding fucking shit, it isn't any use

resistance
You don't have to look like me
You just have to work like me
Can't pay the bills realistically
By complaining bout poverty
You in front of the watch

I walked right by you, didn't say nothing
Wanna say something

I walked right by you, didn't say nothing
I know you saw me, you wanna say something

him something
He even listens to my songs
So far he's appreciated all of them
That was important to me being in each minute

Like a picture frame

in the bathroom 
another time earlier in the dream I was escaping from something before I realized I was in the practice space.

There was a hairball

benches like the planks I pause upon daily
Sitting pressed against a plaque with something written faintly: In Loving Memory of Daisy

If only anyone came

the club
We throwed them hunnids not no ones

Throwing them hunnids we fuck them
Whole by the firm

Step in the club
Pocket full of hundred, no ones

Choppa

water
Trying to stay afloat
But the water level's rising
And there's holes in this boat

But the boat is in a moat
And the moat is around a castle

surface, and this feeling is so unnatural
14 years done flew by, with many sighs
I'm out to let yall know, that I still gotta killa drive
I was raised