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know its heaven, yeah yeah
Yeah, Heavens all in the mindset
Blessed by the most high, live and direct
You gotta learn what wrong and right is
Yeah I did

I am aware
I will do right and kill everybody
Take a chance dreads in lobby
That is Jim Jones with a colt behind me
Took your main hoe to the after

The street uh leave you in a box; no office, no HBO
No cable, just a day room table and walkman radio
One in every three or so get cuffed up.

dog mike jones cause he still tippin'
I ain’t smoked in so long but I’m still lifted
I love the vibe back home it just feel different
I usually vibe

statements 
In the streets, in the clubs, in the parking lot
We keep in hot, when we heat up the block 
Straight like that my nig; never gets juned  
And hood

the hood to rapping in Hollywood, yah 
Please don't kill my vibe cause I been grindin' for a while now diamonds really shine now big diamonds really shine

Go watch my Gucci Gang Remix and then if you dont fuck wit me
After that then I dont really need ya clearly youre a sheep
You are blinded by

that torch
They thought I was dead till they
See me in that Source
Page 7-8, Jim Jones on the cover
I'm back at your face, get low mo'fucka
Get your

Respiration

Mos Def

Audio 3

2008

Corner I stood looking at my former hood
Felt the spirit in the wind, knew my friend was gone for good
Threw dirt on the casket, the hurt, I couldn't

Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore
But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again
Back in the days when I was young I'm not

in the sun and take poolside calla
Its the hood fly talka and if you lik drama
Ima da rappa dat'll rap ya in a two-ply potna
With fruit flies gonna my

Throw up yo hood niggas act so bulimic
Been in the lead now I feel so elitist
Been had my stripes
Superstar pledge allegiance
Always bring my niggas bet I

a contraband town so deep underground
The crew met in cosmic club
And now the story's franchised on a Billboard
Spray tagged by Shia LeBeouf (Shia LeBeouf, Shia

on the scale
Eight ball get em gone, they deliver like the mail
Trap house booming like they back in 05
Making plays in the hood on a flip phone
Four x black

were bad
Grandma's house beats a one night stand
Your life was over if you got a splinter in your hand
Indiana Jones was a grown up movie
Kissing was

a Phoenix
Different in a way like a remix
I'm my own boss
Can't tell me how to live
Yeah I see my own flaws
You blinded by technology
Listen to this song
My

don't take it out of context
It's AVC in the scene see us flex
They freeze up cos they can't keep up
I did it again, demolish another remix
Now go tell

haze flavor yellow as simpsons
Couldn't step foot in hoods my purple wally's left prints in
Tints thin my shades, sharp as razor blazes
Let me introduce

None the stores got chicken
Niggas done bought all the steak
I hope I don't run out of toilet paper
'cus all the stores sold out
I'm stuck in my hood now

Bigger Picture

Cam'ron

The King of Ohio

2009

hazardous
Seeds can't be saved by JESUS Of Nazareth
Sell my nigga weed, its halarious
They squeese at the cabbages, seeds in the carrage's (the kids)

the block by myself
So I proceed to be by myself
And every time I get sad
I'm in the zone all by myself and
So I gotta' roll by myself
And I don't need no

Whomp, excited prices, deep yacht Jones 
Silkk Tha Shocker, Vito, Da 504 Boyz 
Take those 
No Limit soldiers, till the world blow up by ??? 
ya heard

just wanna kick back, relax
No one calling my phone
If someone come by knocking tell them I ain't home
I'm chillen in the crib, candle lit
Bumping

and jeans
(jack move jack)
Its only by the good of God
That we make it past 25 on my boulevard
(and we still here)
Hmmm and Lord knows my hood is hard
Fuck