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ya'll
Just trying to ball on a budget 'fore I fall, but for the record
Truth is, I ain't got no friends, only associates
And will keep it real no matter

ya'll
Just trying to ball on a budget 'fore I fall, but for the record
Truth is, I ain't got no friends, only associates
And will keep it real no matter

they deal, if you will
Is legitimate and that other line
I mentioned refers to "E, " Emory Jones
His an associate who served roughly ten
Years with

Who your friend? Who your foe?
Will they ride and be down to die?
When the shit hit the fan, punk out like a hoe
Claim to be your boy, your perro
But

Adding notes, To medical records, Based on selfies
Sending, Letters, To insurance, Companies
For holiday, Liquor, Pouring
Claim, Self-medicating
Testing,

proven, old laws get revoked
So, clearly, you keep improving to learn flex and growth
Hard to thrive when surviving with all you knew at twelve years old

nah sit and wait pon di law

Place ah move strange, watch how you walk to me
Look inna me face when you ah talk to me
Hands pon mi waist, might

the county all my homies held me down after
Things turned sideways and 12 tried to interrogate
I ain't tell 'em shit fuck the cops I don't associate
Want

Where Ya At? [Extended Version]

Merchant

One Million Strong [Intencity]

1998

Buildin a poem with many spearin out
Society inflaws unjust laws remain the voided common cause
Equality rules you to love that equality
Many's law

will be will be
So keep you faith in the highest
Yah
I give love today
Cause your grace could take me tomorrow
Hard to make claims when everything is

the kids
We've been made to think
That law enforcement has our back
But it seems like their goal is to attack
And stab us in the back as a pack
Now don't me

claim hired 
What they desire, to catch fire to the youth
At the roots, why you think they push goofs that just waste time in the booth
Persuade you that

theory is losin
Evolution was never provin
And Darwin didn't even claim thats what he was doin
Future civilizations with laugh at me and you'n
Our society

were tampered with 
I'm imagining
That their future is vanishing

The fascist parties
The rise of Nazi's
Hiroshima
The Kamikaze 
Secret Societies

On the Rack

Randy

The Rest Is Silence

the leash short so they know what's going on. They claim that this civilized society is almost faultless and perfect. Based on traditions, religion and it

Let's find the light within you and me
Without doubt, like "possibly?"
I found out its a color conscious society
I'm not ranting it's just the fight

guilty, no penalty would be exacted.

Dane: Running in the streets, nowhere to hide
The military forces are preparing our exile
The law was spread and it

Occurences in front of law enforcements 
Who claim they are here to protect the people 
When they're really just here to collect the check 
A society that

da the cemetery
Skull and bones they be closing all around me
Secret society claim that they free
5 percenter yeah I know what I see
Eyes staying

a transformation of society resulting in permanent restrictions
On fundamental liberties and mass surveillance
As entire sectors are sacrificed to boost the monopoly

To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

In mournin' at your wake, buried in a South Wales Echo
Mouth thinks thoughts of the slums, mouth tells tales of the ghetto
Every paper claims to be

In mournin' at your wake, buried in a South Wales Echo
Mouth thinks thoughts of the slums, mouth tells tales of the ghetto
Every paper claims to be

In mournin' at your wake, buried in a South Wales Echo
Mouth thinks thoughts of the slums, mouth tells tales of the ghetto
Every paper claims to be