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Chapter 11 HUD
In the name of Allah, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful
Alif-Lam-Ra
This is a book, the verses of which are perfected in every

God
(The only source
Of my blessings)
Family
(Those who ain't never left me)
Respect
(How Im'ma get my respect)
Checks
(How Imma get to a check)
If

soul purpose
Look at what I survived, I survived
All the trouble, trauma in my life
This is my open book, believe me it's no lies no lies (Nigga)
Ah ah

of the key
Address the situation if you got a problem with me
No time to play around homie talk is cheap
Family to feed so I got to play for keeps
Everybody

frustrated in a material sense
His family hungry, he suffers
He broods and he becomes susceptible
To the blandishments of any
Ideology that promises to take

We Thugs (My ******)

Jadakiss

A Gangster and a Gentleman

2002

with his rhyme books
Black girls going to school, carrying like 9 books
For the hood niggas
That go to work because parole, but they tryin to be good

(i) some disquieting confessions

Peter rings the Casa Mia to book his birthday meal
He writes the invitations out with missionary zeal
His guests

on that stupid shit
Do yo thang, book it bitch
Ashes from the gas up on my dashboard, that's what I ask for
That's for me yeah
If I don't do nothin' else, I

stop me how?
Your opinion's like a broken calculator, that shit doesn't count
Shut your motherfucking mouth

I'm emptyin' (I'm emptyin') my book

trust
If ya bands is up
A man in some hand-me downs will
Be like "Hands is up" ante up
If I don't win then my family fucked
And I was told
"Don't hold ya

The life you think we are living
Is a misconception you only see on TV
There’s an elephant in the room we must address
Our people running too hard

beat on women but could never be a woman
I know the life they live is too far over looked
By their looks, but there’s way more pages in that book
It's

you fuck with my mama
And bring me into this family?
Ain't expected to have me, address it, like
"send the addy"
16, you 32, if you ask me, that shit is

a blade of grass
I take the half a phone book
Blew him for 30 bangs
Gotta get it, while the getting's good
That Desert Eagle stainless steel
The handle

things
Pay me for my sixteens
Switch in my fitted jeans
Twistin' up that icky green
Book full of city dreams
Now everybody half way there swing
Let's swing

areas and times in our life
But my time as a young boy growing up with my family, reinforced by vast wealth
Indulgence, and excessive comfort
The Bakunawa

pretending to write
And changing my address book
My idea of keepin' busy till I find another hook
Be a part of the family
Breathe in some of the sanity
Take

Yo 
This ya boi CiiJ1
And it's real like this,Ya feel me 
And this is from The Book of A Hustla 
Y'all ready for this 
Knowledge is given, where

of topics 
I know that you won't address me
So fuck you
And your apologies 

Yeah you want peace
But can't fight your wars
So you split our family's 
Just so

the Lord gave us a gift
And like most gifts ya get it was a book

I only read one book but it's a Good Book don't you know
I act the way I act because

I’m even addressing you 
Got the address lets see what happens when people start pressing you 
Ill take care of all the funeral arrangements 
Hire your

Like it's drawn from a book (from a book)
Careful, interpretations might get mistook (get mistook)
I think you're a crook (you're a crook)
If you feed

and soul
Into every song on here; each one is a member of
The family, and I cannot exclude anyone

Thank you for entertaining my indulgence to address
You