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Same young anchors gettin' fucked by the boss dudes
For a promotion that'll make them rich
But sellin' yourself won't take away the fact the system has

want a team
For the greed, they gon' hit you wit a hundred beams
Money, power and respect, find out what it means
Some will sacrifice respect and go

next ?
Changes
(Changes)
Struck by the fascination,
Why they stuck needing validation (nooo)
And
They painting the love and the Hate all the same

go!

Come again? Tell me when you will understand
Don't pretend 'cause you're turning red again
Hey hey hey hey!

It's okay, I don't hate having

young man, but it is that existentialistic moment where you, you're not gonna live forever. You have to sacrifice your life for something

Verse 2
Gotta

know us anyway
Watch it burn, let it die
'Cause we are finally free, tonight
Tonight will change our lives
It's so good to be by your side
We'll cry, but

a felt it from a young age 
Man a speak about the dawning of a new age 
We never knew what the time or the place would be 
But still the sense

Wondering if
Heaven's at your fingertips

Did you touch
Heaven with your fingertips?

Did some innocence return to you?

Teenage tags by friends who are long

words is priceless
These words is priceless

Ok ok ok enter player one
Vibrant like the rays up off the sun
Talking bout the days when we was young

(In my head, deep pockets, lil' bitch)

They be like, "Who that? Who that?"
It's the motherfucker with the strap
Lay 'em down one by one if these

this
Communication is what we do
Laugh and smile or mope and cry
I will forever be by your side
Respect For the queen respect for the king
It’s

My lifestyle is live fast die young
Because I know when I've had enough
I'm sorry that it goes like this 
But maybe this will give the hint 
I never

brain like Einstein
I'm improving with my lines
purple purple no white lines
I've been the boss way back before
I will rejoice, green light I go

underwhelming? fearing it
Cause what if it's not what I thought to be?
Once a hobby making these harmonies
Turned to expectations and judging
Surround myself by

She struts by with her red dress on
She don't look in my eye, she don't hear my song
I've known her too long
She only talk to the pin striped suits

Written by: Hugh Prestwood

I was standing at the counter, I was waiting for the change
When I heard that old familiar music start
It was like

left
Everything I did was out of love
Showed them real me
And they still treated me like shit
Never was the type to seek revenge
Rotten fruit will fall

I think about my life and
What it means to me
Who am I? Am I worthy?
What will my purpose be?
What's in store??
Can't say for sure you see
But I've

I saw your homies snitching on The First 48
It's the first of the month, don't get murked by the gang
I said bitch get in the car with

Stop all that hating
I doubt you want to be another statistic
This heat I tote, will cook you pussy niggas to fish sticks
My mind is elicit
Full

These niggas rate my songs, ayy
These bitches be playin' my songs, ayy
Met a little ho on Sunday
Bet I fuck the little bitch by Monday
Don't need no

Welcome
To the city
Said a young man
Sitting next to me
Heard you're new in town
Before you get around
Here's a little tip from me

Best

Move

Arcade

A/2

1994

Let me relax my dome
My whole joints blown another soldier won't be coming home
Parkside is gonna miss you black foreva
Ties will never sever
You

walkin' side by side
And I said, hey, Carmen, come on, would you like to go downtown?
And she said, well, I gotta go but my friend can stick around