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ever are ready for good
None of us ever are ready for good
Damn, It's heavy today
Watching the symmetry sway
Drink at the cemetery
Beatin' the devil
I

hustle gats to pay
hustle gats to pay


Aye mo jugba 
I wan dey give i no wan dey beg
Won loku biti mofegba 
moduro digbi me i no fear
See no be by hard

All my niggas good
All my niggas live
Raised up in the jungle but we blessed to be alive
You ain't really lived if you never had to strive
Better

day now I just see you at the cemetery
I miss the mornings I would sit right by your side
I was young I didn't think that you would die
I put my heart

Fuck all y'all, straight up
It's all good tho, I got me

How come I could never stay done?
This was more than I could plan out
Hear em talk, I don't

Living in the city of New York. Many talk a few walk. Food for thought never knew you'd ought to be the one for me caught up by everything I sought

The Angel of Doubt

Punch Brothers

All Ashore

2018

and every spade a heart
Even as the dreams you've been burying alive
Start to dig each other up in the dead at night
Now they're marching from the cemetery

No Effort

Tee Grizzley

No Effort

2017

effort
I can do this shit with no effort
Nigga

Shoes took a house I took your bitch, took that hoe to town
Played my role so good after I hit, I took

and mob they presidents
On cuts I'm legendary, by any means necessary
These cake ass niggaz scary, and singing like canaries

You'll find a cemetery, if you

Situation on Dirty

Brotha Lynch Hung

I'm Bout It

1997

that trunk 
Than in the cemetery and the mortuary 
Had a bullethole by the gas tank, put 1500 in the bank 
Drig the bitch for 18 but spent 300 last

death by electrocution's like life in New York, isn't it?
Shoulda been a dentist, mom said it
Pain's the way that my craft expresses
Born in a little

Hit the Chaw

South Central Cartel

All Day Everyday

1997

and gees servin that ass like the military
Runnin mo' yards than Marcus Allen through the cemetery
Swervin down the Chaw rollin evil with the glock cocked

I Still Wonder

The Chain Gang of 1974

I Still Wonder

2016

There must come a time
When foolish games are played by two
Just as long as the youthful
Can separate the pain from truth
Oh, the petals fall

Guess My Religion

Willie D

Play Witcha Mama

Full
God sure is good, ain't he?

Willie D:
Sure is

Pastor:
Well we gonna ask you to put all you valuables in this here cup
And pass all your other

a place to hide, we fly
 
In a bid to find
The meaning of everyday life
But at the speed of light
All happy moments slide by

Weren't we born to pierce

They don't understand it
They don't understand it
Imma do me
They don't understand it
They don't understand it
Imma do me
Man I got the crew right by

He done seen a n***a froze by the light
Cold winter nights
Seen n****s left, still did em right 
Poppin pillies yes 
Strong with the sprite
Losing

and good comments.
Laughing throughout texts while they hiding inner pains.
This is a mobile cemetery filled with dead souls.
I can be a funboy but I got

want to die before I fly 
I wanna see you by my side before I say my last goodbye
Sins of the father got me pondering patricide
I pledge allegiance

of February
Celebrations at cemeteries

The lady said you did an excellent job
So good that you over did it
I appreciate that
We honor you
We love you
We all do

the cemetery
Trapped in my thoughts, so I never be free
Mind and soul are haunted by memories
The days resorting to felonies, getting P
I might look physically

The lawyer said to take a good look at the cases, after drinking tea we were still sitting around the table

She said make a decision and be serious,

killed

My only aim is to take many lives
The more the better I feel
My only pleasure is to hear many cries
From those tortured by my steel
The colour

sequel

Getting kinda hard to get by so we get high
Blow trees feel good that's the way out sitting at the crib 
And I'm just hoping that I blow up