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nigga, Sane
Shout out GFC: God, Family, Culture
Three words to live by
Shout out my brother, Nakim
Shout out the quad shout out Calendar
Shout out 40 Oz

the by product
Of the one
Who makes the late night skies light up

They talking crazy again
I feel my eyes light up
Make sure ya stories is straight
Make

today
Prayed to the Lord
For blessings to fall the blessings are falling

Only the fam the rest of you targets
I know that prodie a con
Can tell by

of our lives;
Find it hard to keep composure
But Lord knows that I try,
Do my best to save a nation
From it's own genocide;
Know for years them jackets

with the presence of Jay-Z
Light up a J and smoke it out but I never been lazy
It's just the way I like the mood when the studio hazy
See inside my soul

Soul to Keep

O.C.

Bon Appetit

2001

lay me down to sleep
And I pray to the Lord my soul to keep
Rubbin' on my rosary beads
That if there shouldn't be a dawn
That I rise and yawn
Then

Quality Control

Jurassic 5

...For Persons with DJ Abilities

2000

Hey yo my quality control, captivates your party patrol
Your mind, body, and soul

For whom the bell tolls, let the rhythm explode
Big, bad,

I just wanna travel round the world
With my soul rich or poor
I don't go by that law lord let us keep it pure
Time cures i hope so too
So i could see

life
Thank god I have it nice, thank god, had to say it twice
Thank god for a third time, lord knows my story, I had to sacrifice
I want Every day like

Okay
Stoner Gang 

Shout out my brother
Shout out Lor Dice 
Shout out Gs
Shout out Pone
I ain't forgettin' none of y'all 
Y'all know what it is 

I

that my nature
Doesn't erupt and leave me stuck that's real
I know me so I know I'm unworthy
It's only by his blood
That I am no longer dirty
Press

hungry gotta supply
9-5 But still barely survive
Sometimes i wish to die
But the lord by my side
Intercepting all these mental sceptic  wounds
Blood is

Speaks in Morse code, I'm traveling Moors Gold
Babbling Bushido, while holding my soul's glow
No longer seeking key holes to see the world
A locksmith

Touched by the Lord I walk with a limp
Gotta hot wife no need to be a pimp
Holy convict locked in , bars heavy
Don’t fit in Misfit Heart steady
Life in

me
I'm thinking better for "We"
Just tryna live how they expect to me to be
So fuck a Patek I pray the lord protects my seeds
I pray he bless with that

time, ion know why they thought I was bluffing 
Gotta pull yo weight, can’t ride my coat tail
I been building brick by brick 
So how tf you think, you

investing
And I smell all the beef so I feel congested
Money drugs and the need to buy a bracelet
Cuz without no doubt Definition of flexing
Lord bless my

always been a cycle
But now we give the cycles titles and make em our rivals
I watched dedicated killas still pray for survival
They live by the code

like a thumbtack
Surrounded by angels, front and the back
I wanna be so deep in God's word
It look like my hand and the bible's attached
If temptation

Swing my double edge sword and aim for hearts like a rever-end
Bless the mandem I gotta tell a friend

cdopted by the kingpin, part of the lineage
God

you are was destroyed by death!?”
NO!
We say their soul lives on
they’re in a better place
lodged in our memories
survived by family and legacy

this raw!
To live so unexpected but expected to be flawed
There's a lot that I pray for
Hoping, God Bless my Grind or
Keep the Pathway clear as touch

to paradise
I be in my own world sometimes 
Cuz i don't really know that many folks that want to live

Got my rib by my side
Got my sword on my libs
Taking

you, got your back until the end
Pray the Lord my soul to keep because I live a life of sin
Don't need no friends, I cut them off just for the win
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