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One, two, three

I've seen a saint fall from grace
But not sure that I'd use that phrase
So, if grace is something you can misplace
Then what's

Allston Violence

Toxic Narcotic

1989-1999

1999

the place to go
Had a riot in the street where Pratt
And Ashford terrace meet a bunch of jocks live down the block
Started with two punx but to their shock

and make her gag
And watch re-runs on BET and reminisce on what it used to be
Get in this round two I'm tryna knock that out
I might knock her up I'm

on keeping up my health
I got a couple books on building up a n*gga wealth
That’s what it look like when I’m thumbing through these hunnids by my damn self

ain't got the time to waste
I'm a wreck, counting down
Hoping this is a fucking phase
When I'm up I'm down and out
The difference is night and day

from the start 
What I mean you would prolly leave scar on my heart if you leave 
I’m gone die , but I’m not 
Oooh that body is so hot 
I know that

No love lost
It is what it

Hook

Verse 2
Either, sink or you swimming
Shit I’m in it to win it
This just the beginning, not close to being finished

breath Ima live through love
So lets take this up
Past the skies above the two of us
Stopped thinking bout how and I focused on why
Everything I wanted

My dad is a cattle grazer on the wide prairie
Forty thousand head of cattle graze the dry country
Her dad is a small town farmer by the name of Brown

take a trip down memory lane
Where you see my progression and how much ive gained
This is the way i live
You cant ever tell me nothing
Spitting that

this life that live anything that you do
Good or bad they will talk about you
My baby don't care what they say na
Anything I do I go do for two
Me

IMPRESS

THAT'S NOT WHAT I'M HERE TO DO

I'M HERE TO TAKE A BITE OUT OF THIS LIFE

AND BREAK IT IN TWO

I'M GONNA DO WHATEVER THE FUCK

THAT I WANNA DO

full of fear
Don't be a worshipper, as worshipping's for fools
But aethiest and anarchists don't live by silly rules
Don't be a nancy boy, don't be

heard you say you do I do it different
And all of this off the top ain't nothin' written
They tryna ask me how I really live it
We tryna turn a G into

work works, when you've got enough time

You don't think about the future 
Anymore, anyway
You say you only live day to day
And this one's gonna pay

I

number never coverage
No discussion take no action just a cover up
Hear the shots loud
Thoughts and prayers now
Existence fading out
Is this what lifes

talkin' with a succubus
I call her sweet relief, yeah

Pardon me, what have you got to lose?
I could take it free of charge
So all you need to do is choose

at you very violent
Still that vibe is very melancholy
Black Holland Opus fully focused
On a crescendo finissimo el finito
Cant no one fuck with this amigo

suicide a try and end yours with my mic
Because you cant handle the light
Given up the final fight
So the choice is live or die
Or givin me the chance

Two-thirty, baby, won't you meet me by The Bean
Too early, maybe later you can show me things
You know what it is, whenever I visit
Windy city, she blowin' me

Yo, honestly though
Fuck all that shit
Yeah, we gon' do this in one take
Fuck everybody
Using what I got
I got to body everybody
Words are free
Fuck

stimulating all the fakes that got that sex appeal
People living their lives in a emotional state
I'm driven by thirst I see my face in the plate

I'm hungry,

Watch your back and keep all your friends close
'Cause that's the way it should be
And I think you agree
Yeah this for instance is the politics

wonder of the world,
what I do with the flow,
Still somethin' light
to let these n****s know...

Yeah....

Two!

Came back around again, man
This one for