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years, that was something new
Yet even if a rose lays alive in the city
Beauty goes unnoticed in the dark there is nothing pretty
Petal by petal in time

They gon have to get me paid Before I let'm
It's your boy Dray

I can never stop cause I done came out from the bottom
I got God by my side
Nshira no agu

dying bout some beef
Got ya baby momma crying by ya feet
Running to them niggas that be running wit them cleats
Im the typa who wont start it
But i finish

martyr but bet you I walk on water
I'm the G.O.A.T call me the black Brady 

Bitch a young bull ballin' moving fater than Collin Sexton 
Come through fresh

on the play cuz he had niggas with em
That live by the code, if they try us, we kill em
So they end up dying but you ain't die with em
Now somebody else gon get

‘T.I.N.A.’ - written and performed by Collin Gibson

VERSE 1

Walking backward through my city
Looking backward, what I'm missing
Sun ain't shining,

fire with fire, sneakin through lines with mine
Tote A.K.'s and 9's, if you try me fuck nigga you dying
Like the cops and robbers, coming cocked I'ma rob

on you
My hand is on you
You'll be used by ME to bring forth deliverance,
I call you 
I see you great and honorable
You are mighty
Men are living dying
My

At night I lay then I pray
Thanks for keeping my family safe
Appreciate the struggle
That keeps me humble
Seeing all my blessings
Like I'm looking through

I don't wanna let go, let go, let go But how'm I gonna lay low when I can't let go And say no? Cause I can't let go No I can't, why can't I let go

like feedin times the air I breath and worth a grip
In the spirit of the facts I lay and spear in thru
The drums and kicks my clearest way I urge my

understood..

I’m from a city where we dream lavish surrounded by the savage
Criminals & drug fanatics thugs and crack attics twisted off that blue magic so many

to fallin'
I'll take heed of my callin'
Dying to find dry eyes from all the ballin'
Clamoring through corridors of hope
Dimly lit, scarred knees from every

the door
Wish on 3 hail Mary's
I'm coming for your soul
Fuck the fame fuck the money
I need another body
This one too weak for my plan
It's dying on me
Like

The next meal in a real tight corner, hurt to see my people dying
To make a living got me down , mental health been on decline
Cuz I've been melting all

to fuck up the summer
Yeah
I was chosen by the peoples born in it
Humming like a bee swarmed to it
Fitted to be king born in it
Even though I was tormented

god
I'm still standing here against all the odds
There's beauty in the violence and there's love in death
There's beauty in the struggle see the stars

time that I fell
Life looks so different
Once you been through hell
Got me feeling like Zack
From Saved By the Bell yeah
You got me feeling like the cool

Metamorphosis by the Well of Truth

Anata

Dreams of Death and Dismay

happened and who am I?

I seek but can not find the well of truth
And struggle therefore through my life
With fear and eagerness
To godhood or complete

this where be my grave
In too deep I cannot be saved
Money and power is what I always craved
I got no brothers I am not a wayan
I got my struggles this

to smell roses, suppose I'm still owned by the hustle
Slowin' my stride feel almost like I'm dying
And sleep feel like askin' the reaper to cuddle
Woke up in

With my walk I don't play around
If you sinning, I'm not gonna stay around
All my selfish desires I lay em down
And I'll change your name but I won't

compare
Built from the ground off a drum sound. I'm up now, outta luck then I lucked out
Opps dying, city can't put the guns down. Traumatized now we can't

Let your mother know you're safe
And by the time she wakes
We'll have driven through the state
We'll have driven through the night
Baby, come on

If