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blinded

(Verse 3)
Life's a bitch and unfair (uh huh) 
And she doesn't care (nope)
Some of us are too weak, so we resort to prayers (damn)
Why some whites

blessed
All i get is hearts in text
And i don't mean to impress
Man i better top the list
When you talk about who's next

Ask me how I feel, ask me ask me

as headlights shine on my face
I don't know where to go and I feel so out of place
The colors are familiar and all I see is haze
All I see is haze, all I see is

disastrous repercussions 'cause we be bustin'
Dogg Pound much too much and them niggas still don't give a fuck so
Ha, duck down, ha, rappers are in danger

it's on, although God ain't gone
For my girl, it's on

I question, overthink and rethink
Everything, let alone, what do we think
What I think, looking

that you could not reach
So I had to dye my hair all blonde
I am Son Goku
Louis all on me
They call me papi
I say buenas noches
Ridin' around in

Feeding percs to our sons
Gotta figure if it's worth it 
Just to keep a lil pump

Indoctrinized to get bread 
But we fighting for crumbs 
They out here treatin us

all about
Trust me, I'm not a hero
My body temperature is Sub-Zero
Don't play with icicles it'll get you killed
And my rhymes are the kind
That'll give

खेंचता
Cocaine मेहेंगी लॉग पीते ice
I did that shit for like once, twice or thrice, haha
मौला मदद मेरे enemies are outlaws
These rappers think they’re

Darkest Valley

Flame

Fearless

2012

need the lights
I don't need to play the hard case

All I need is you
All I need is simple blind faith
Now my eyes are open seeing HD
Definition

Welcoming me with a scroll
Picking boogers back in kindergarten, used to call them gross
But we all a little dirty, if you think about the world
I been called

a spot and I'm gonna raise a little hell
And get a bunch of labels to put all their artists on a shelf
Honestly im better doing all of these things by

came from the gutter, raised by my brothers, came out the struggle 
All my niggas like leaves on trees, only hang with each other 
Stayed into trouble,

Mercy

Z-Ro

Look What You Did to Me

1998

manifest
When I come to wreck, ripping through your flesh techs
My killers you'll never see, invisible invisible are we
Unseen like ghosts, strike like

job

Black millionaire brunches
Sons raised by their aunties
Pops getting no sleep
Mom catching flights in and out the country
Benz whipping out

Yeah life gives me understanding
Understanding
I believe in God
There's only one God
We are all sons of God
Obviously his name might differ because

Tic-Tac-Toe

Kyper

Tic-Tac-Toe

1990

get some if you play this game
All girls love it but smooth is their name

That's why they just walk right by
Laughin', gigglin', shakin' that pie

[Chorus: D-Dubb] [Fades out]
Is anybody listening? (Oh is anybody listening to me, are you?)
I'm all alone in this world
Anybody listening? (Is anybody

no more
But I could name a worker in the biz who ain't ever getting paid
Versed in the art of war
Know a couple sons who could all come on through with

guy, I am a proud dad, if you my son I'm a deadbeat

Where you find my, they ain't close by, you a house rat and I'm so fly
Got six teens like

the time
Would blow away
Need you to save me today
Come Jump in
To my heart
I can tell
You not right
Take a spin
In the car
We can drive
To the light
I been

these books
Yeah life gives me understanding

Understanding
I believe in God
There's only one God
We are all sons of God
Obviously his name might differ

off with this ding-dong, like I'm King Kong
Shorty so bad, she go to the mall and spend all cash
She's in love with designers, she loves Neimann Marcus

50% of y'all are done

cnd another 49 wrapping up a real good run

I hope that it was fun

Cause it's time that we bought the real back son 

and I only