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behind the door.
Others take the less trodden way,
Curious to see what’s around the bend
What the future holds they can’t say
But they
sequence has begun
With twelve fiery streaks
Starbase, we had a problem.
Too far for help.
So we saved each other,
There in the Kuiper Belt
Verify range
around and copy each other like CD-R's
We don't, 'cause we be stars
See these scars? They didn't appear by themselves
On my knuckles cause
goin round another sets out to get me
Sweat me
In other words wet me
But the homies from the hood they got my back
Together putting it wide cause
nothing that we lack
With each beat, with each rhyme, there's no looking back
Turning struggles into gold, making history unfold
In this game of life, we
One night we lay beside each other, so close to a sweat
With two fans circling overhead, we sleep on borrowed time
And the traffic lights direct
goes by and I begin to grow
Not in height but juice and cash flow
I pick up my feet and begin to watch TV
'Cause now I got other people working for me
me on my feet
But I don't wanna fuck things by sex
There's some other hoe in our bed
What are you take me for?
To hell with you, to hell with me
It's as if five months of both our lives
Stepped away in th middle of the night
"I just need some fresh air"
"I'll be right back I swear"
But it's
Communism and capitalism hold each other by the throat
The tug-of-war between these two ideologies result in a
Historic turning point in our world
The First
Niggas hit my ho, and took my shh, I'm okay with that
I'll pay for spinners 'fore I pay for that get back
Nigga D tote a five, stop 'em with that MAC
ask P the true meaning of being a brother
He said just some niggas that would die for each other
And can't be separated by money and bitches
When
Where my dead thugs?
Who jack fools and slang drugs
And call each other blood and 'cause
Who ain't afraid to ride through the hood with a piece in they
across four or five lanes dodging cars, almost got hit by an eighteen wheeler truck
I’m just thinking back on memories with my homies dead or alive you
Time moves forward
Leaving all the things I hate behind
It's over
Crying never understanding why
We quit on each other
It never really made much
two every day my oldest was took from me
Got one sister and a brother all of us look like each other
We share the same traits the same womb of my mother
twenty four hours how I get a ten piece
The plug keep coming back I move em like a frizby
How you tryna get bread in other niggas business
How the fuck he
machine - silver machine [4X]
[PSYCHEDELIC WARLORDS (Disappear In Smoke)]
We're sick of politicians harassment and laws
All we do is get screwed up by
be rocking the chrome hearts hat
She was tryna talk behind my back
Told that bitch make me a tag
I'm off gas, got me shmacked,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Rollin', pockets on Bruce Bruce by Louken
Coming from colors like fruit loops remove goose
Hoes right behind me in 2 groups they too loose
Balling
Cornmeal
And the Oatmeal
Reminds me not to go Back
To Pray before my Meals
For Gods Will
Am in the Street 4 Real
Where we don't do no Signing
If we do a deal
the distance
He can hear the tires a squealing
The words we tell each other
They're the ones we want to hear
Times you throw 'em out, they come right back
Just
to termination of the contract if nothing changes. The worst part is that we really like each other.”
The Old Gardener looks at him closely from behind
Fuck that turn the other cheek, I'ma cock back and squeeze
Before they do the same to me or to another POC (Brrr)
Even with success I'm just still
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