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and said "f*** it, I got something to gain"

Need my name and face on billboards I used to ride by
Shotgunnin', earbuds in, plotted on my time
I'm from

Yeah, yeah yeah, uh and if you feel the vibe
Put your hands to the sky
And ride with the Kid
Southwest fly by and slide with the Kid
Uh huh, yeah

cool, but
We gotta touch the people, fam
(fam) don't mean to alert you, nah (nah)
But I need them gold and silver
Circles on my empty walls (yeah)
I'm

my last day if Peter ain't intervene
Silly accident as kids asphyxiation under tree
I was 7 with a rope around my neck was barely breathing
Slipped

pain
Cause I'm sick and tired
Of selling this caine
Young G turned an eighth into forty-thousand
Then I turned Pateks into water fountains
Nana went

horns comin' outta his head
And a basket on his back was full of little kids
Trapped inside by a wicker lid

I said what the hell man, let those kids go

This one goes out
To all my people around the world
Searching for the truth
You know, whoever got ears, use 'em to hear

This is Sirius business

up)

Oh yep I gotta serious love for her
She can't be touched by any (Get your hands off)
On a perfect night
It's just me, her and Remy (Just me, her

Dead 4 Life

Sicx

Dead 4 Life

Look to that mirror and I think of the pain
Voices from a devil and it drove a nigga insane
Now I'm all up in that forty ounce O, thinking about my gat
I

She was a RAD kid
As in reactive attachment
Cause Mom and Dad did drugs
So she was taken by the government
A foster kid at the age of 5
In this bitch

Making a Murderer

Black Thought

Streams of Thought, Vol. 1

2018

Jamaica
While I'm erasing every fuckboy from the face of the Earth
What's up, boys? It's time for you to get your weight up
Yo, I probably began in

like I talk Tai
Mix it with Spanish lingo
Seguimos El Messias Christo
By His Blood we're hechos iqual 
"Let my people go": the sequel 
Mi problems? All

you rock will
Not make the swelling go down
Try settlin' down, we strapped
Mad chrome to grip
Last cat that had a bone to
Pick is a skeleton now
This

still seeks to speak with us
Heaven's calling earth, but we don't answer the phone, no
We don't look to the throne, it's straight to voicemail when He

I am Gorr, the last of your disciples. We have lost everything
My lord, the land is dry. Our life is lost
But our faith in you never wavers, and now

buck up to me
I could never snake up
My brothers you're crazy, you're buggin'
I still got a handful of grudges
I still think that nobody's
Better than by

higher power, you’ll become time too
Rhyming tryna make it out of the people zoo
Ran by the evil, unknowingly paid for by the sheeple 
This game is

I've been traipsing about ten days now
For nine, i haven't seen a soul
So i haven't had to try to take control
There was a lot being said in the last

You're not here with me

What you mean my little homie got hit tonight? (why)
Why it feel like its hell on earth and we livin' to die? (shit)
The streets

Yo! We live in a broken world
But last time I checked, the Gospel is still important
You know, so I will share just like He showed me
Ha Ha, Ha Ha

Testing, testing, one, two, three
Entry fifteen
I'm living my last days on this earth
I don't know how long I'm going to be here
Like the flower that sits in

left off so I'll keep getting slept on by sleep-
ers I kept like sheep of a shepherd. So here we 
go with the weep wept creep crept sweep swept 
meet met

Those lines (KILL BEATS) that rap (GO HARD)

I'll probably never play golf coz I go
Over the top with my pars
People believe you should keep it real but

it's cold and
The devil is roaming
She's awoken
I'm gonna down, down another bottle
I think I'll be good by tomorrow
Reaching out, my love you can't