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rot my soul 
Brain decays to black like coal 
Rots my soul 

Can’t keep (I must)
Going (try to)
The pain (fight it)
Growing (Rise up) 
Darkness (Find

blunt, please?
Hit it 4 leaves, get it lucky, yeah

Be my co-pilot, put you on mileage
Baby, we can get away
Black card endless, spend it no limit
I

Chariot

Young Thug

Wildboy

2019

got money so I'm actin' different
Did it by my lonely, so I never listen
Stay callin' my phone, this lil' bitch, she trippin'
Just leave me alone,

Why so much hate 
Instead of loving one another
We're all one
No one is greater than the other
So make a better place for the human Race
It's all

la...

Red, red, red was the sky above the harbour,
now it's black, lit by a killing moon.
The sailors slap us, the sailors beat us!
Blood, sweat, tears

brother strapped up like Marine in this bitch, whole lotta green in this bitch
Bro don't give up the cash, he can talk to the stick, I'm gon' make me

had
So can't we just
So can't we just
So can't we just talk
And can't you just smile
I knew you weren't wrong
But that doesn't make it right
To make me

mind be black and blue 
With that I knew my mouth would explode and make you kaboom 
Forget what we talked about, let it all be in the past
Marched past

Feeling disconnected no calls, don't try to message me
Deja vu except it’s the Black man disparity 
I can't leave, we can't breathe, and there's no peace
My

that Paki you would wanna’ meet
3 shots in the Magnum is all I need
I belong to the Warriors Creed
Raised in the Khyber
No, we don’t kneel
Live by

dropping beats since Back in Black

And we'll paint by numbers
'Til something sticks
Don't mind doing it for the kids
(So come on) jump on board
Take

dropping beats since Back in Black

And we'll paint by numbers
'Til something sticks
Don't mind doing it for the kids
(So come on) jump on board
Take

Just wanna cut my hair, little black dress
Can't forget
Just wanna show you
Whatever she do, I can do it better

Couple years back so sensitive,

Shoutout my boy Dmoney
I ain't shifty so call me smoothie by association
Yessir

Gossip it fuel me I ask them to talk again
Macking on ops yeah like

you said you don't like my style
But that's ok but just make sure you don't touch that dial
And we'll be cool, touch it and you's a fool
Look, I'll get

If on ourselves we weren't so tough 
Could we be happy
Would insecure run out of luck
It's all so simple
But expectations make it rough 
Oh

You can

NOIZE

Jaden Smith

ERYS

2019

stackin' the toys, end of the story
We already gone, that's more to the point
Niggas ignored us, flyin' it solo
Gone in the mornin', you never know it

wild
I'm gonna keep it 100, and I ain't telling no lie. Yeah, she might be from the hood, but she's that classy type
Let's enjoy this high while we

treat the mic
Alright now
Toni Toni Toni
We gon fuck like it’s out anniversary
Pull you by the roots
Rocking, knocking boots
Take it every way but

I'm lying
Cut by her fucking throat
She bleeding all over the floor
Brains scattered below
Seeing black with a red undertone
Cut my fucking wrist
Man it

speakin words to my head in the bed
Then after we work then we can do it that one way
Lookin thick as a loaf of bread by legs
And u get at shakin the way

into. Get into the lens when my pen pushes limits to the ends
Can do attitude spinning like black planets do, cutting wax with the groove
Lend me your

you can make your shitty life
Better

(spoken)
You gotta grab the good stuff before it's gone
'Cause once it's gone, it don't come back

(sung)

make ah quick road trip
Black pipe, back pack deh yah full ah long clips
One last call to di grave digger
Make di six feet deep pit eight feeet deep

Mi