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The sky ain't the limit, my nigga look at astronauts
Before you grab your glock, think about the outcome (Use your brain)
Is it worth destroying your life

Everything is hazy
Nothing new
Nothing deep

I don't know a childhood 
Doing what a child would 
If they didn't learn about safety, fight 
Standing where my

Say what you want about Brak, but his seed is persistent
Half the money made from trading stock, I put into the tape
Get it straight, you need like 6

you 
Before we burned rubber we would walk places
Back then we only saw familiar faces
When those long nights didn’t end with cases
I’m just reminiscing

head when I wake up go put on your clothes
We gone hit us a blunt and get cake up
Trust by the end of the night it'd be on
So don't get it twisted you

I sunk in work
Dismantled by time
Some pieces I lost
Some I dropped with a smile
And you sunk in doubts
As my past ignites
And just watched me burn

to catch me by the flank

If I get figurative, wait, y'all still going to understand
'Cause everybody for the future, but I'm more worried about what's in my

time
Getting dirty amma book a ride 
Party all night I'm outside till the morn, when I'm done 
Back to business, put the pleasure by the side
You don't

a vision things would look a little different
2020: the year of “I was supposed to”s and lost time
Kuya said to think of it as “I planned to”s
You gotta

just fine
Maybe you and Tracy could stop by sometime

I said hey that'd be swell, that would be great
I think that we could make it there by eight
Just

picking on me but the Ghost can't lose
I never made a claim that the ghost can't prove
I never eat beef but the Ghost would eat you

a man, so why you keep tryin' to come for me
And bitch, I don't need your company, can't comfort  me
We fuck one time, that's done for me

And I don't need

ears
And you can talk about me to your piers
Just let em know you'll get my bars next year
This year I'm doing me
No strings attached
Like I'm awesome,

fire it leaving me meltin
Diggin her claws in I think she a falcon
Must be enough by the way that she beltin
The way that she folds you think she was

up from my menu and lay my eyes on the sorriest sack of shit I ever done seen
It's a man about in his 50s, he's wearing all denim, and he's got his

if I could then I would and if he would then why bother
Can you send in help
Became so lost in my pride and my likes and my follows
I felt my heart

of my soul 
Especially when you take their social record from the sleeve 
And it spins the opposite direction to what I believe
To tell a man he's wrong

turned that hate into checks
(Turn yo paper on man)

No holding back
(No no no no no no)

No more holding back
(Naw)

You won't catch me holding back
(You

momma said she would miss him
But see thanks to the creator who answered all of the prayers
I more than soared like a comet now watch me create these

(What This World Needs Is) A Few More Rednecks

The Charlie Daniels Band

Trucker's Jukebox: 10 All-Time Radio Requests

1990

And that would be just fine
If you take 'em away from the criminals first
I'll gladly give ya mine
And I don't mind payin' taxes
But it makes my temper

know what I mean

I thought you a proud man until
I spent some time on you
Now I know that you are not of that breed
You make me want to do things
Like

give up
But I gotta stay strong
I'm still living I'm on
So I gotta push on
Let me tell you a story yea about me
Rap what I want cause my mind free
Stood

An old man lights his cigarette
and sets his house on fire,
sighs, looks away and takes a seat

Images flashing by,
thoughts about the lie

listen

to slow my antics
Clannish damages they out killing getting passes
Manic men epitomized by lavish bosses
Hoping your mans don’t snitch glancing at open