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on the road
Eyes witness the different sides of the tracks
My city is not divided by different colours and tats
It’s segregated by a money sign
I understand

i'm takin it personal

VERSE ONE (CRAFT):

Thoughts all deep, drinkin knob creek
Rhythm off beat, livin all bleek
Dyin' from life and my symptoms

that
Heard they be on that corner, So you know we going bend that
Shit never go good when I throw on that ski
Popping shit like it's Warner, If they say

and The Streets
They're a dangerous influence
Drugs? Before them I wasn't into them
I'm blinded by lights like Mike is
Before I drop three of
Them speckly white

quiet home deep in retreat
Where nobody would know where to reach
But imposition of warfare would hit square and turn off delight
And the shock had

All the blood, sweat, and tears I've been grinding all my life
And I know they see me shining so they try to dim the light
Now the money getting

the vibes no compromise I see the light from the bright side
Let's all get high so we can fly out off into the night time
I gotta go I gotta go baby come see

10 years in the ghetto where I never had a white friend
Dominicans and Puerto Rican's was the only light skin
It's crazy, colors shouldn't matter

the premises
(On top of all that)
They be like "Do ya songs hit?"
I say "Each and every,"
I tell them lil boy rappers "Go and eat ya veggies,"
Make sure you grow

I'm at the top and it's my time
Know you feel the breeze when I walk by, yuh
Worry 'bout yours, 'cuz I got mine
Your lane do not pass the white line

Start to realize what really is happening
Two trying to cross without intersecting
Got twice to show off, yo just check it
Time for the applause, I’ll

fold)
Lo-Fi Lenny on the motherfucking beat
(Wow-wow-wow
Know I don't forget)
Yah, yah
(Somebody getting checked)
Yah
I started off with free styling over

POTTS 

Which should cause sev'ral husbands alarm!  

CHIP

I'll hop down off the shelf  

LUMIERE 

And toute suite be myself 

CHIP

I can't wait to be

the stomach
A mil in my bank account is all I really wanted
She told me to go and make nothing into something
The streets, the corners, the heat, it's

get sneaked
Shocking, isn't it
I'ma go crazy, fuck a simpleton
Staying in my Magnezone
You lil jit like Magnemite
HM in the Glock, flashing lights
6-0

my fire in the sky
Light it for the one who got by, for the one I would try
You know who i described
I cant tell you lies
I might die tomorrow don't

them bullets like that nigga proud
We put him to sleep, he out by the count
And we buying big gas, it's coming by pounds
Grabbing her ass, it weigh like

Live in delusion no one at ya party
I win the lottery when I wake up you zombie
My life is important i'm not staying dormant i'm off in a orbit
I'm using

i'll ever split payments
I gotta chill for I go off
Garage band nigga making plays at a low cost
I'm bought break the glass house with stones I used

My flow never been average or typical
I go ape
Condition for rappers critical
Y'all so basic
Niggas ain't feeling you
Low vibration the music killing

fighting with these demons it's like every night
Yeah, I Pray that in the darkness they can see the light
Help me father, as I grip pen, and start to write

and get loud
Blowin' doors off hinges
I'll grab you with the pinchers
And no, I didn't retire
I'll snatch you up with the needle-nose pliers

Like Mutual

You're twenty minutes late and
Almost missed me" turned off my CD
I was bumpin' vintage Biggie
(" and bullshit, and party ")
Said: "I love the way you

moves,
Bring the clique through,

My drillers shine like tinsel,
We go live like Jimmy,
No Kimmel,

These Lights,
This zoot,
Got me up in a zone,

She