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to myself
Praying rainy days would salvage killers creeping in stealth
I failed the 9th grade twice I was barely in attendance 
Tailored towards my dreams,

only getting older

Didn't know that may 9th was the last time I'd say goodbye
Who knew that your life turned into a flatline

You're an American hero
We

wrote
Our first song it was verse never recorded
As I got older I started to think it's pointless
By the 9th grade I was ready willing to work
All of my

living
High school 9th grade things were getting a lil temptin'
For the most part had a strong faith ima Christian
My family bred it in me yeah they all

you're out on a date
And paid in full for a steak
And that shits nasty as a bitch that shit her pants in 9th grade I guess I
Try my best to make you know

Once upon a time a herbivore
Eyes so low she lived on the 9th floor
Oh her lover said
I had a day today
Wish I could fly away
Take a break from

Underground to da Heavens

Sunz of Man

Freedom of Speech

2004

here
For the street heads
That's that nigga from the Sunz of Man right there
Eh yo, I'm feelin that cat
I gotta drink to this here
Hell Razah, 9th

school I would meet up by the bleachers 
9th grade I would squabble with the seniors
Throw it down in my fuckin wife beater 
I was running from the cops

hope in another life, I may of made it past my 9th
But tonight's the night I meet nana so night night, I'll sleep well tonight
Cos I took a handful

here hunting, hurting to catch a time
Where better lines are devised but just know I had to try

Cause on March 9th 98 5:59
My daughter arrived to show

Yeah, I do this by myself ain't nobody gonna help (I'm all alone)
Grown man now yeah wipe them tears
It's a big ass world and it's full of fear
9th grade

November 9th should have never messed That up
Got caught reading should have never Picked it up
But sometimes Curiosity gets the best of me
Maybe I should go

n think that it would be safe
To be playin wit em
Caught the play before you did
Like H-town in the 9th inning

Hook:
Where you at
Wit the killers

Since March the 9th

2020 A virtual Christmastime
2020 A virtual Christmastime

I'm out of loo rolls, now I'm stuck
This wrapping paper hurts like fuck

remember we would get high in the 9th grade 
Getting too faded now we gotta hide from Coach K
Fairfax days man I miss em' sometimes 
And the bad ass girls

everything black
But they would fight by scheduling
And I was like ain neva, ain neva, ain neva, ain neva, ain neva
Ain neva seen dis before
9th grade,

it past 25 Lolo's life was his 9th Ma told me
It was a matter of months 'fore I boarded a flight, thought about
Him the whole time my red eye didn't

everything you waited for can happen in advance
Bottle service rightfully in the picture
My morning after was playing 9th beats for strippers
Call it

the supply chief for 9th E-S-B
Fuck You if you try to fuck me
H8 Marines who think they geez
Oh please they can suck on deez
Think you work hard work smarter

yeah but no one told
I'm just tryna live my life not bow to no one toes
I can't think of one goon that would go and fold
I remember back in 9th grade we

year like today
No day feeling longer than August 9th
Man I'm feeling different
Man I'm feeling too trife'
I can't believe that you lost yo life
I cannot

got racks
When I get bored, I go to Saks
9th grade, I was totin' a mac
Can't sell on my block
Nigga you get attacked

Sneaked dissin' gon' get you

That done been intact
I snatch that mic from ya
Don't fight hunger
Cause you can catch more samples
And beats than 9th Wonder
When I call out my

on
Check out 9th street, a big sign, El-Pee got served in neon
Trendy indie underground 'cause you haven't got a choice
Take away your elitist buddies