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Think they so bad
But I think yo, I think you kinda sad
But it is, what it is, haters hate the Truth
I still got my two chains, cause I know I'm fly
I

My eye be eagle-like cherry whenever cranked to eleven
Regal, step with evil weapons, teachin' lessons in fresh
The Beach I rep from, left it,

fit
I know they envy me
But all that fucking hate can't pay my rent
My dog caught life in prison
That shit was just another sentence
Why the fuck my dog

A Tribe Called Red

Angel Haze

Dirty Gold

2013

for your throat
Harder than nipples on bitches aroused
Deity swag and omnipotent style
Don't fuck with my bread and don't fuck with my head
Cause if

shown me loyalty, but I didn't blame her
I been lost in my mind, entertained by some other shit
I'm finna get on my game, let me lumbage

I can't admit I

slick shoes are hurting me
Everywhere on my feet
You can come in and order a bunch of things
You want this and that
You really pulling me by a string

I’m really sick and tired of living in the projects
I’m better off nigga living in a closet
I’m better off nigga laying in a coffin
I’m better off

where hes at? gotta find the way
bust my ass so grind all day finally drop the hate
by the way ok so damn with it 걸어
damn with it runnin 매일 같이 summer처럼

you dey oversee money but ebe we norr wey dey tap tap send this niggas
White lie niggas wey dey hate fly niggas
When I call you my dawg but you backbite

fighting my demons
When I look inside my eyes I can see em
So I just turn my eyes to the ceiling
Like fuck it, I'm alive and I'm breathing
Traumatized by

I the one to hate it
Why was I the one to take it
Why can I
Get just what I want
So I'm celebrating
Tired of being by myself
Tired of feeling all

in
Breathin' in
All the toxic fumes as I respirate, I hesitate
Cause all my thoughts is covered by adrenaline 
Medulla is pounding to the sound,

twilight misas
Risking life to preserve la cultura
Spread roots of la regla to beat down tenements
And section hate halls
In Boogie Down projects
In Spanish

Like my old white man
And all his old white friends
Judged by my old white skin
One day I'll be an old white man
With old white money in the bank

feelings baby; I just play it smart
In the light or in the dark
Even if its sweet
Even if its tart
I don't have a lot of time to waste
When I get my plate
I

bands
By next year ima have 500 bands
You fuckin with carti but drink on yo ass
We all gon be rich nigga that's the plan
I'm slurring my words cause I

as I stand and deliver
Breathe fire in Japan, Godzilla
By popular demand till the fans
See that God got iller
I'm like Cornel West with scales on my

at sex
They’re crazy, you’re perfect
I expose them to all of my flaws and imperfections for them to project
They always believe they can heal me and fix me

a brighter future for me
Niggas wanna hate and I know that they watching
This ain't for debates I know that I'm popping
They know that I'm dropping
Ain't no

Memphis Suede super clean like I just got done bathing
Even being around these lame niggas is draining, yea
I design shit on my own
I'm so used to the hate

them
Hard days
You hurt my feelings, like how could you

Part ways
Bitches left me by myself
I done been through some dark days
I'm goin' up, so they

bed
It’s kinda weird
How she make me fucking hate myself
But Rocko manage the wealth
I got some trophies on my shelf
But I ain’t calling it quits
More

those bitches on activist
Blazing loud u can hear it from the corridor (Woo)

Scoop with the swag
Pablo with the plug
My squad tyred up
Your bih wanna

on the corner with my butt up, sellin you product
Women puttin theyself in positions to get cut up

Hook:

Up out'cha guts, fear, up for what?
Nothin but them