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To open your first store; to open that world tour
The eye of freedom is half open, have vision
I know they tell you have hope but have vision
A vision is

a grown man now, but I feel so alone
I miss everyone, in all honesty I just wanna go home
Wasn't this supposed to be my big break, where I finally turn

Let's slow dance to yo favorite songs
The night is young old jams playing in my home
You a star no Patrick but shout out to my homes
Especially

Bitch where my money at?
Every bill face up when I pick up
Hey
Every store know my face when I pick up
Jays
She be best dressed every time I pick up
Hey

Traffic in my city, got me crazy (I go to work!)
Traffic in my city, got me thinking (What is my worth?)
See the whole world through my window, oh

Should I be doing something more than just climbing a hill?
Is there even a life worth living beyond paying bills?
Or is this world all about money, power,

get cut and I
Feel like I'm not pulling my weight

Maybe I can't pay the bills in love
But I promise never to give up
As long, as long as you're
Beside

a home where the gov don't roam
And bureaucrats don't play
Where never is heard a confiscatory word
And I choose what to do with my pay
We've all put in

By myself by my lonely
Devil just can't get up off me
Uh un
Yea
And this what it is right hea
You know what it is
Devil get up off me man
Fuck a nigha

Could tell you into all that mumble rap well this is not that 
On every level I'm a step ahead of the bunch
I take my time when I be eating this

popping 
clutching on a yellow walkman
Ed O. G.  inside my headphones 
the city lights is always watching 
Murderers, Devils and 
fiends are like zombies

my dreams
I'm not grinding this hard and losing my sleep
Just to be a side hustle or another hobby
I really am the greatest like another Ali
I'm

you (ooh)

(Woo, ooh shit, nigga)

I ain't finished yet, not by a long shot
Cole never snooze, won't even stop my alarm clock
Shout to Ryan Coog',

Rto

(hed) p.e.

Insomnia

2007

friends
But when those friends start acting like they enemies
Then they dead to me
Fuck a bitch - it's not a threat
It's destiny baby
Like sands

we all die 


I'm not afraid of death 

Only not to live 

I got to leave my mark upon the world and never quite 

I don't understand how people give

there could be
And why poetry is forgotten by the many
While the few obsess over it
Swig it down like the last bit of coffee before the bill
Clutch it

bless my G
If you go to Bill's you might be served by the one and only Ollie
And your Friday night ain't shit if you don't parlay in one of our pubs
From

To claim my rightful place
Now the time has come for me to decide the fate of everything
I spare no man or child
This is a dying world plagued by loss

Thug Luv

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

Hip Hop Story [Soundtrack]

2003

to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me,

Thug Luv

2Pac

Screwed Out

1998

to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me,

Thug Luv

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

The Art of War

1997

to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me,

to tell you you was wrong
Man enough to not put it in a song
For the world to sing along
Man enough, I coulda told you on my own
Man enough to admit

2020, they told me stay home and I thought I wouldn't graduate
I ain't really care 'bout them grades but I turned it up
Voided one look on my momma's

left home it's much more in this little world
Right out the blue I dipped with all my chips
Know just what to do
Next time that you see me, I'll be in