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This one's for Fred

When I breathe, cause my eyes
I can barely see
All these demons inside of me
I just want Mom and Dad to be proud of me
Make

and this be that of Islam (Islam)
I take my time
Just before I manifest the rhyme
Sharp and act your witness stop the music on a dime
Knowledge me

the struggle
I'm always in the pain
My sun's blocked out by the clouds and the rain
It's okay though

Man enough is enough now (ah dang that's enough)
Man

not that worthy
Wish to see the day my brother marries
Stricken by the Mother energy that the thunder carries
Such is scary
I'm under many enemy lines,

Yeah

Why do we try to protect our hearts by pretendin' we don't have one?
Try to escape from our fears, but we can't run
Seems like we were

this will be my final song

Gold shadows when you value the past
Gold shadows when you make it last
Gold shadows when you drag things out
Gold shadows

this stupid job 
Hanging out, and we even ate 
When we had a day off 
We made another buddy, but his name 
I forgot 
I wonder what happened to him, God

is have fun, like I should
I'm not gonna let anyone, spoil my mood
Come rain, come sun, 
I'm gonna make sure I have fun
Because I paid to get in

the hand of cards that I was dealt
little uncle jesse
no not a full house
my musics comin \ aint gonna pull out
wake up sanfransisco
Cuz I fuckin made it

cloudy and terribly white
Who'd have thought I would make it to heaven

There were beautiful women with harps and with bells
The music was pleasant and so

oppressors
apply pressure together
God is by our side
our minds a gift and a treasure
I float like a feather
My strike is stinging you better
christian music

was it you and I? Yes
Was it music? I guess
I'm just losing my shit
As I decline into the blackness
Choir singing at best, mom's in a black dress
Passed

but by design, and this young nigga laid back
I don't make claims, just facts
Only play games with the fam, put a hundred on ten, we a match
Got a buck

to hang like a bonnet
Mary Sue make a roof with the blues in a sonnet
Hard to see the clues
When you counting up the comments flying from the left side

on her cheeks

Touchin' on my pants , she think I'm rock, she feelin' on my heat
We on drive-by, when we see opps, we hop out on feet
If I shoot my shot,

run your mouth
Go run a pack, go make me proud
Sell music by the pound
Got addicts in my town
I'll work day in, day out, till I got addicts all around

asking where is his face at
Need a statue made of me and it wont be make out of fake plat
You aint got shit to show for nun so keep holding up all them

gon always make a way
Navigating all challenges
Come what may
Conjoined body is a symbol of our strength
Bound together by the rhythm
We're defying all

drinking all night
With music we excite
I take you on a trip, baby
We go by boat
Baby, take off your slip
Make you ready for the night life
It's gonna be

EVERYTHING
Words and Music by Roger and Ellen Bruno

Puttin’ my faith in the future
‘Cause I know it’s bright
If the world comes down around us
We're

Sometimes I play my music too loud
It has a way of always drowning you out
I cannot think without you now
I lost what's mine, but you're not found
I

ANGEL
Girl how you doin
Girl what's your sign (I'm a Scorpio)
Cause you seem heaven sent from above
And I'd like it if
You could come out to my show

of the streets, I break bread with dealers
My momma ‘ready know that all my friends is killers
Don't look up to rappers, we extort those
I make music for

what you want)
Anytime I come around
You know I'mma make you proud
Tell 'em
(I got what you want)
We ain't undercover now, it's time we let it all out