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the starts and spurts You are a priceless work of art Now looking at you hurts My eyes have seen the glory But they rolled back in my head And I see things
Always keep it real never blinded by the hype My feet are firmly on the ground I'm aiming for the stars and I'm aiming for the light And my way, you'll see
in the crowd Been turnt up ever since, bitch (bitch) Look at me now (uh) I remember after that night I told my mama that your son 'bout to be
of the black race that we are misplaced We're robbin' and killin', your own medicine you taste You built up a race on the concept of violence Now in
everything is easier When you're home The street's a little kinder when you're home Can't you see That the day seems clearer Now that you are here
you can tear it back out And she's raining down, she's raining down And you're a million miles away There's not a day that goes by When I don't
fades under the right lights I see through you I know what you are I've seen the Devil more than I've seen God And when he has you by your neck I
[Verse 1:] Do I give you goosebumps? Well I guess it's true, I'm the best and you and the rest are chewed crumbs What happened to you, did you get
ask why all my flash drives are by Hak5 You'll get baptized with rubber duckies but not the type you have when it's bath time If you pick one up when I
that important. You got new friends that are foreign. I don't know how it all happened Where did I go wrong? Verse 1: Our love is like a flower, we
do anything you hire me to." Spoken: "Now ain't you somethin'! So high and mighty with all that muscle! Just go Ahead, boy. Pick up that hammer,
would be there Oh girl I'd be there No matter where you are girl yeah I always would be there It never seems to be fair You took my heart And now I know
You know it's HypeGod Drae I've been betrayed back in my days Now I'm stuck in my ways thinking nobody gon' change But they tryna proclaim that they
Focusing on what is broken Never set you free Uncle Phil you solid like the center on the team PTSD I seen you way up underneath Them talks by
But I gave it to his momma as a place mat "Whoa" "Wait, a minute" "That's a little far" Come a little closer Baby show me who you really are I'm the son
that in Bethlehem was born The Son of God by Name. O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy "Fear not then,"
the forest or the streets Just be a baddie with a good heart and believe The things you tend too Are the things that grow where your attention goes energy
jeans is because I've just discovered heavy metal you bathplug! Let me play you a bit son, its fcukin' terrible Why are your eyes looking in different
heard me on the speakers and lil’ baby sing along Now I feel like Justin Bieber all these bitches know my songs Got a new crib by the water, catch me
what I mean Cuz no matter how hard you try to show Them where your head is at They will never see your dreams And my dreams Man Closer to my dreams And I
for Dipping my toes in I should know by now That life's a rollercoaster Where'd I go I'm flowing over boats And going through the motions Too busy
raise no fool I'll take your money, I'll make you a movie But I can tell you right now I am born to boogie Well my name is Bocephus I drink whiskey by
drop in the now, i'm bangin niggaz for slide time hurry up duke i'm next, show em mine and what the fuck is you looking at? by the way young blood, hit
reach for the guns And I'm ready on a beat when it pops shit is done, Yeah son Ye, ye, ye son And if I'm barely on my feet don't wanna hear where you from
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