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and though that I was on it tho
And fuck if you ain’t like it I know somebody who love it tho
So I keep on writing the only thing that I’m good on
Graduated

part
Can't you see me now?
Get me out of this prison
Will anybody stop and listen?
I'm so tired now
On this merry-go-round
Can't keep living like this

pains
Already got the best Of me
Slept on yes I been
Past by for many men
Come on
you know how us nice guys finish
Look into my eyes Tell me who real than

Cousin lost his money
So I had to bail him out
You think this is funny until it happens to Somebody you care about
Born angry
Momma told me to write

there's gonna be trouble
Ain't no since in takin' a chance
We was gettin' up gettiny ready to leave
In somebody grabbed o' Jim by the sleeve
It was this

Those who move funny we cut em like scissors
Acting like bitches all up in they feelings and being so bitter
Could you be real, probably never
The bonds

the people who stuck by my side
They gon' be surprised I'm pushin' my limits
Poppa the king and I'm up on the rise
You look at my eyes they suddenly timid

I've broken your heart[01:25.20]I feel like I was wasting your time[01:26.62]Somebody better could've played the part[01:28.55]Baby girl, your heart's so

my pain like treasure in hopes you're digging to find it
But it's calm 'cause I think we're all feeling the same
So maybe it was me who was written

What you want? Hot shit to the death./
How do you like this sound? Exactly what I meant./
Looptroop is hotness for Babylon intruders,/
gun salute

A day to let loose over shaded by the truth
That I'm really getting older and I don't know what to do
Because college ain't the move, and I'm halfway

This is ain’t no gunplay, I’m just hogging up on the one way
I’m cold like sundae, riding gold in Hyundai
Maybe someday you’ll get a grip, and start

Wormholes to bullet holes who do you trust?
I don't know shit and my phone won't charge
Houston we got a problem they be shooting like Russ
I ain't get hit

I can never understand you 
Why do you do the things you do 
Why do you stand above the law
It's time to end the abuse 
You 
 
Eric Garner
July 17th

the law,
Because we knocked somebody out, 
But we didn’t leave no big scars. 

My people wild man, they wild,
We ain’t stressing for nothing,
My people wild

Abuse over women
Been loose with compassion
I'm losing my mind trynna grasp all their actions
It's like they've been teaching their children that women

You'd Think by Now

Carrie Newcomer

The Geography of Light

2008

one more time I just did not see it coming
And you'd think by now,
I'd have figured out the pattern

I shook my fists I've left too soon
The soft

I was woken by a bang
And I could already taste the pain
The sudden fear that grips and shakes you
When you face the truth
Whose sofa was this?

I Remember

Z-Ro

Mobb Sauce

2015

In the hood looking for trouble, can you hit like me
I was a youngster in the street life, bailing through the street lights
First pair of G-Nike's,

hanging out my pocket
Let my trip hang i got the stick on me
When I'm walkin', nigga, catch a flame
I feel just like Wayne, bringin' major pain
You could

thing as best
Ruthlessly being you is the coolest thing you can do
Stick to it
Don't stress
What I do is let thoughts tie into instrumental loops like

me lose my purpose
for the bills she will kill, for real
i want her like i wanna make a mill
she something like a meal
i was lookin for somebody chill

If she there when its over and can catch me when I'm fallin
then yeah she could be wit me (she can be wit me)

If you can picture me Rollin

control right now
Hate it when I'm feeling so locked down
So free when we're both lying down
Look I just can't call it
Is it just my profits?
Or are you