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Lover's gaze 
You got your eyes on fire 
You traveled wide and free 
I'm giving up my power 
To see what I can be 
Oh Father please bless me

Verse 3

heart on fire
With the two sides held by a madness inside her
So hard to see I step back into the power of three
I feel the push, push, push
I take a leap

Standing side by side we look just like the Marine Corps
Scary world we living in, police they be killin' em'
Gotta' watch ya back cause them boys tryna get

and blood, but against principalities, powers and wickedness
In high places
But by God's graces, the Bible points out that we are not ignorant of the devil's

some mayonnaise
Oh shit, I might go Dobrik
By my neighborhood a Tesla or a Ford Focus
No it's, not about kills or what you got in the bank
I'm, more like

blood
In front my wife in the street
Call the laws on me
I'm in the park at peace
Drive through your
Neighborhood three shots
I'm deceased
Bring up

then you gotta stay down
Lift people up 
Then they wanna fade out
They call if fire 
I rather say inferno 
Inferno 
This that inferno

Verse 2:
Call me

nothing compared
To hopping out a minivan, with a mini 22 3s and the homie TuTu
Two more YGs
Ain't nobody got time for that!
These Days it's only time for

none in your jeans
Genes?
Me? I got a tool chest I move Tecs grip the 4
Contemplate should I go fire escape or
Should I get the door
Power shutters out

(Picture a no man’s land with broken windows, dark abandoned buildings, no law and order. There are carefully demarcated areas controlled by rival

right
Til I let my mind out that cage, now that thing bite
Fake a three and pass it off cause my team right
When shit going left promethazine have me lean

if he come aiming at me 
That the reaper miss me 
Flying through life 
My vision blurry it’s trippy
Speech slurring i’m tipsy
Rest in power

almost got taken out when Michael died……Jackson…… I hated when turned that Anglo Saxon…..please God I hope he died loving all his blackness, hatred is

the bare lions lair for the taking dough Raking
Your debts aren't forsaken 
It's a tough spot grown in a tough neighborhood 
No code for the Youth who are

Ram Part Division

Xzibit

Full Circle

2006

Ever since I was a child, I wanted to be a cop
You know protect and serve, a couple traffic stops
I make a bust, and take something out the top
A thin

Feel the rush and
Fuel the rage
Let's get the fuck
Out of this cage
Raised to be fed
To power the weak
Injected with pride
To quench their hate
Now

neighborhoods
Me and my homies once knew
I'd list a few but none of them sound that cool to rap about
I really care about clout, cause when I found out
I wasn't

here
I-I-I love Nolan, I ain't seen him in some years
This shit hard livin' how I live
Gave my time to that prison, I've been robbed out them years

I ain't hold shifty ones down
Rappers talkin bout no cap
Cos they ain't wearing no crown
Keys to the city but I'm always out of town
That's where

Feeling like Marilyn Manson
Fire on me you’d understand if you seen the neighborhood I used to camp in
I evolved out of Brandon
To the man that I’m supposed

The tall grass hides what the eye cannot find
Breezing past the target what is a power locked inside
Try to scope the range but the arrow cannot nock

control
He wants the heart that seeks to know
The One to come has been revealed
The signs fulfilled
Our fates are sealed by faith

A descendant of Abram

Missin out
Cuz my real is not pretended
Walking down the line
Of a route i invented
Keep on it forever
Cuz You know it never ended
Better know my name
Dont

Authority, Living Like Robert Horry Be
7 Rings On & I’m Married To The Tree (Yea-Yea)

It Goes 1 For The Holy, 2 For The Down Bi$$h
3 For The 40 & 4 For