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your mind as tool against a fraudulent claim
I’m speaking in this language to spark up a change, with truth explained 
I dedicate this beautiful pain
No

and slap ‘em with the blunderbuss
Run up on some munchkin kids and ask ‘em whose lunch is this?
Your boy spits fire sparks flames from the underbrush

bars
All thought out and all are smart
I tend to pick apart sick art when I am in cars
Throw on a fuckin’ album and spark the blunt like cigar
Sometimes

And that’s me lonely all in a room
With no one around to talk to, no
I wish on the album I had more to say
Nobody cares bout words anymore today
Oh shit it’s

to yo house
That's what i told her
We we could grow older
Put our pictures in a folder
Make an album no promoters
I know the
Summers could get colder

the unmarks
By the banks, run game till it's dark
Spot the narcs on both sides, they parked
I'm finna spark
You seem nervous with them sirens on
Don't even

These dreadlocks rope down my back now
I often spark the movement off, on city hall with molotovs
Do I need a body guard, I rob the robber, cut the barber

the park
Back then we had love songs so you felt the spark
Back then niggas smoking weed not taking pills
back then we had competition niggas had skills
Back

Fuck who said that sky's the limit
Tryna live a life that generations
Can be proud of
That's A Life to Live By
Get ready for the album

My songs know

Surrounded by feds
The Pain
Bruce felt
Finding out
Alfred was dead
Riding around
With these voices
So loud in my head
Crowded like the crowd
For a
New Years

Write it like you rather fight than listen
It ain't alright to misalign the vision
I spark a light and roll over your system
I sicken by the sight of you

outta here
Got a lotta cards up my sleeve
Ain't talking solitaire
Like I said got diamonds in my ears
It's kinda hard to hear
I spark up and when I inhale

would have the love
I had for them, but little mentions
And big checks I cashed in to
Be hidden in the back and disrespected
By their lack of presence in

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When I drop my album I'll be doing numbers all spring
You rappers might be Catholic, but you boys could never cross me, uh
(Breath) proceed with caution,

joking (Let's Go)
Gonna make a mark on the scene
Gonna make a mark I believe
I know 2018 is the year to spark the flame
So I start reaching my dreams
One

at least two hundred years 
To stop the rush of blood 
But even now, they march the streets 
They claim to keep the peace
Fascists, protected by police 
Will

leaning  to the left
Screamin f fox news till i run outta breathe
From the cigarettes, like nore said you ain't a nigga yet
On the firm album, a gravedigga

out
Always in our lane and we mapped it out 
Adding tracks on a CD call it helping out
My own ideas never selling out

Dropped this album now

at least two hundred years 
To stop the rush of blood 
But even now, they march the streets 
They claim to keep the peace
Fascists, protected by police 
Will

release mp3s
Beats in my chest
Feeling like mpcs
Cardiac arrest
Heart won't give sleep
Walk how I walk then I talk
Never opposite
Spark up the truth
Always

the noose 
It's like a cleansing of the soul when I speak my truths 
To magnify the light I got to be the living proof
Dropped a album and it started to feel

than you
Amazed and amused by the flames that I spew
What once was a spark to a flame it grew
My name it rings bells in the streets, I'm that dude
For

close 
I know this could be my last Tru impression
I'll hand you this album while astral projecting 
Through sound we have found a connection
This