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to take all the gunpowder off
But what if they bust in, busting
The nigga at the front desk act like he don't recognize me but shit
There's a reward for

Been a minute since I felt something so real
Got me feeling like a kid on a ferris wheel
Looking up I'm thanking God for the blessings he done put

Kangols
Rae & Ghost CD in his change, yo, Angel
Spanish kid lingo, all I know is where he hang though, kept it sideways, angle
Good brush, tough talk,

for signs
Where reindeers fly
Snow starts trickling
People whistling
Kids will listen in
Rum pum pum pum pum
Pum pum pum
I can keep you warm
In

(They walking by real fast in case we got that rocket)
Boom, slam the door to they apartment
That sucky wife is pregnant with another sucka ass kid
I'm

Forwards the direction, if you for us please protect us
World built by us so we bias bout neglecting such a history
This is not a place where kids should be

The day goes by how ever the pay goes
Same rules apply new york to vala hoe
Section 8 kid's smellin' like
Weed and roach pape'
Dude throat right in

I take life day by day
Remind myself it will all be okay
I find new things that make me smile
And fixate on those for a while
But time passes, it

Yeah, what bitch
FON language, Otaku Underworld shit
Anime god in this bitch co-signed by the Chrisser
One Piece
If I ever fell off
I'd come back

All these football bros wanna fight me
Big mad that they chick wanna bite me
So good, young Lux that white meat
White tee on with a fresh pair

came with that roll
All as a kid I was dreamin' 'bout more
You fuckin' with me I got more by the North
Ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, you know I got it

at what you see
Let me know if this right here (uh, yeah)
Is something you can have for years

Now Mase be the man wanna see you doin' good (uh-huh)
I

Tryna like, yeah she really left the kid for good
Ah, ah
Shawty just left me
I ain't even notice
Yeah, she really left the kid for good
And now I be

know I spent it on my kids kicks (shit)
Hit allhomage for the business 
he cut my shit up something exquisite and dispersed it throughout the rib tips

Ghetto Show

Talib Kweli

The Beautiful Struggle

2004

to your jaw, these kids don't run anymore
Kicks is a hundred or more

A man in front of the store, beggin' for money and mercy
I told him say a prayer

Ever since I was a little kid
Always thought about
I could do anything
When the night is overcome
I can live by the words
I've sung, oh yeah,
all

Kids into heroin not yet full grown
Typists and usherettes, black men who can't forget
The lonely who long for Persons unknown

Closet idealists,

Pound of weed you can smell it by the door
Palm trees you can have this all season
I'm balling and the niggas ridin' with me
Is ready for whatever, ready

to adapt to that lifestyle
People sympathize with bad kids And feel sad for them but no one does anything to help
So, you learn how to help yourself

Wind in my hair, I was there
I remember it all too well

Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turnin' red
You used to be a little kid with

experiment
But this little kid 's
Neither so innocent
Even if she may has reasons
For what she did

Well One day
There's another girl, too
White clothes

lady, I fly out my ladies
Bitches can't front on the kid anymore, man they know what my name is
And if by chance she don't know who I am, she just know

of maggots
Swirling the spent beer grains
The brewery man was good enough to dump off
Holding his nose, for they smell very bad
But make the compost writhe

I'm a Pilot

Fanfarlo

Reservoir [Deluxe]

2009

on my back

If I stay in this room
They'll remember me for my youth
If I give it all up

But kid I'm a pilot
It's all I believe in
You can ride