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Foxy Music

Beginner

Advanced Chemistry

2016

Nummer eins
Siehst du rot, wie Heinz und sperrst ihn ein
Quälst ihn mit Simple Minds, bis er weint

Das ist Liebe, das ist Liebe, das ist Liebe, das

date that year I'm sure
A perfect gal I must concur
Yet still I suffered close to her

It's funny how my mind drifts back
To innocence like this
That

on the streets deceased
Lookin' through my high school yearbook
Reminiscin' of the tears as the years took
One homie, two homie, three homies, poof
We used

Struggle street, fighting demons at night
Urunga Pde we were living to die
Rik with the gack, pouring lean over ice
We had to sneak us our piece of the pie

a damn shame
Tired of this pain
All my people being slain
From the fear up in they brain
Insane
100 Years later, still a fuckin slave
Went from shackles

of Hiding persona taking over fighting Goliath
But I know that my King bigger than All the Giants

Set free by a beat and a pulse
I was terrified running away

it snowed
Logan my cousin
If he fighting i'm fighting we got each others backs
On Bro
My exes was weird, they was crazy,
They was cheaters and one

simple blunders
And the funeral just ride on by
Procession whole street wide
Til niggas get shot in the parlor
Somebody somebody call the doctor
Before one

a state of mind
I wish I was fighting the good cause instead of just fighting with myself
I wish didn't need a cigarette to live
I wish I was more than

Krazy

2Pac

Smokers Only

get paid."
No one can understand me - the black sheep
Outcasted from my family, now packin heat
I run the streets, a young runaway, live for today

flavours, in they solatos
Inspire young minds, stacked by Nato's
With the right determination of a patho
Running 'cross the water with bricks at his poncho

everybody goes
Business is business
But dig this, fuck a guilty conscience
I'll put a slug in you
Really give you something to live with
Fuck street fighting

Nobody

Black Thought

Laila’s Wisdom

2017

numbered
Oh my God
Nobody know the true religion
So why nobody know to show respect and mind your business
I know prison business, but nobody know how

Oga abeg I don dey beg you
Free me  now for my people
Life we live is not simple
Telling you mankind self is evil

Nobody know your story egbon
Learn

The world cannot give nor let you live
Fighting seems so in vain
Weakened by my own brain
Mindless torture blackening my thoughts
I'm flying away to my

Cusswords

Too Short

Life Is...Too Short

1988

Am I gonna live till next week?
Will I get shot by a dope fiend,
Tryin to get high, tryin to steal my ring
I really can't say, cause I don't know

I wanna dance with you baby to the music on your Spotify
Hold your hands 'cause baby you belong here by my side
My lil shorty you're so sweet but you

I had a good day so I’ll spill it out, 
Been a long year, been figuring it out, 

With all that’s going on, 
I want you to know 
Yeah I’ll hold you

Loss sum niggas to the street
We loss sum to the system
Cops a shoot ya in ya back
Den go play da victim
Mama still
Live in da hood dat shit fuckin With

of the world
You've never been in a fight / I'll introduce you to a club
I love your pictures on Facebook / It could me feel less alone
But one simple rule by

say
There's fanny out tonight
Come on Bruv let's go play

Don't mind me
I'm just being open
Better out than in
This just years pent up with no one

victim to shit
That you didn't want to witness
When you should be utilizing your god given senses
To bring mind body and soul to a consensus
What does that

to close her eyes when she sleep
‘Cause there’s murder on my mind if you take one of mine, no
I want peace, we need peace, we want peace, no
Black lives

from off the top inside the dome
Illuminated by the light, conscious from the mind
I got this buddha on my side while I'm working on myself
The streets