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a newspaper or magazine.
It's hear its reality, this is our nature. Its how we live."
[Guru]
Now everybody on Earth want to rap, we burnt all of that
And the powerful man is in charge of the land we live in
There's no justice when we're all fish in the shark's sea
And he's the fucking shark that likes to visit
So
to go
But I don't know it's the only way
We know we need to change
But change is just too hard so we
Expect that our mistakes
Will solve themselves but
Remember not to hate cause it can reach you and that's on God
Pray my life is not for everybody
So need be a angel by force
Tryna get my best, I see no
thank God, I thank God, but it's hard, but it's hard
Work so fucking much my greatest fear is I'mma die alone
Every diamond in my chain, yeah, that's
and silly tattoos (Stupid bitch)
They try to doubt the kid but I prevail, Billy Matthews (That's real)
24-inch chrome, my whip clean (Better believe it)
Fifty
Bought that bitch ah bust down she let me meet ha momma
We ain't sittin On money swear we spending every dollar
Ain't shit to get it back yeah we gon
Owens
Heron Preston
You can't pay the cost
Bitch I am a boss
This ain't what yo daddy taught
You ain't never been around a player
That ain't yo fault
Yeah it's pretty cool
Alright but that was hot
But when you go from that to lyin'
'bout been sponsored by a condom packet
It's safe to say your career's
on the fourth floor hollering every evening
'Til she planned up, wasn't having it that evening
He was beating her, she ain't have it that evening
One shot
From that country where the rich eat the poor people
Star-Spangled Banner wavin’ out the Porsche window
I get it lit like a cross in Alabama
Tote
I promise it's not you that's causing the problem
Sound corny when saying its not you it's me
Live in a forest of hatred for self
But subconsciously I
this music still yet I never blow
I respect your judgment but God why the delay
I nur wan put my hands for bad but it seems it's the only way
I believe
through it, but I know this means
Someone’s planned us for this way
Somehow you’re in my mind
Your memory still lives with me as years go by
All
of time I guess you know that mine's bout up I'm gonna see you tonight
Just another breath or two and I'll be home by the way
What have you got planned
like
You feel like you got a chip on your shoulder
Until you finally get the memo, you will always feel that way
Why God, why God do I gotta suffer?
like
You feel like you got a chip on your shoulder
Until you finally get the memo, you will always feel that way
Why God, why God do I gotta suffer?
understand, yeah we understand it
Yeah we understand we do it just how like we planned it
Don’t talk back to demons just listen
Using words as ammo to kill
away
The street life ain't much better, but at least I'm getting paid
And Tuesday just might go my way
It can't get worse than yesterday
Thursdays,
away
The street life ain't much better, but at least I'm getting paid
And Tuesday just might go my way
It can't get worse than yesterday
Thursdays,
She looks like my Beyonce
And I feel like her fiancé
If I got meals like an entree
Then I'd thank God on a Friday
When this gets played by the DJs
given you a life to starr
Ohyeyeye
Roll with me, yeah roll with with with Loord
It's all a play you should've known
That the way we make, it's all a road
To the right, then to the left like that Beyonce song
Had to warm up for the workout, it don't take me long
To heat up like I'm NBA Jam, I'm finna throw it down
The plan of attack lives in my brain
I'm storming the clouds and it might rain
Catch you by surprise and you might say
Oh my god, oh my god
Oh my god, oh my
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