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They think you shy 
But your energy a vibe 
Always must protect it can’t let any birds shit by
See you are the strong one gettin hard n you just can’t

the league
Then came back home
Told me that he missed family
He probably felt alone
After that he turned to the streets
His mind start to close
By this time

left
Up in the street bitch think this shit cool
Niggas don't do it for fun
Look up on my back you can see a couple scars
Lil shooter is a villain and
He

greater sensation as a flush of unease washes through me.
Turn Back
Far down the dimly lighted hall rests a long closed door.
Undaunted Ghost-like my hand

Got a brother down and out knocking up on these heaven doors
Wish I could just break free, lay rest these thoughts at least
Like behind bars, I'm

Chances ain’t coming in droves
You say to scale back on the work and the spending and arrogance
Well I suppose
But I hit it right on the nose like

to cut back
Many of my friends
They was fake
Now they run back
Swung back
I don't hold grudges
Got one left
I don't be judging
I'm real
Till' the sunset

performing my tunes
Fresh off a heart break a bounce back sounded good
By the end of July
The internship was over and my only coworker in the mall stopped

the centerpiece
Once I'm plugged in
You is hitting the floor
Blood on my door is the way that I'm moving
Red rum, pay attention to movies
Bussin' out toolies
I run

ones
(Trust God)
You can make it through and get back on yo feet 
(That's real talk right there)
But look

Verse 1
When I recollect to revisit these

down my 24
The size of my bad thoughts
Broke down my door and everything slows down
Yeah, everything slows down
That I don't hear from my friends anymore

for the life that you living so it's falling out
The tables and your pockets turn
Sold your soul for seconds in heaven but now you gone burn
Lesson

up with a akkk spray until the white meat show on his face (Do do)
If you want to see Mac do stand up allow him to lead you to Heaven's Gates
(Knock

ain't bro, sit back peep em
If you roll go on your own nd go jeep for a creeper
Florida born we hot enough, just sweatin' for seein
I play fought nd

the spiritual law
No one sees the wind but it moves us all
Behold, the war comes at the back door for the rest of us all

To see who can conquer over

know better
Impose this old brethren, we saw em we told heaven
Send em up by eleven their bodies cold and dead
Make em angels they got feathers Jesus

Routine Check

The Streets

A Breath of Fresh Attire

2005

camera phone
Tell em I got jacked of the phone
When in fact actually though
The previous evening back at home
I played baby foot
No-one jacked my

shoes, let's feel the pain from the dues
I done paid them, did some dirt, but they don't play by no rules
I'm smoking like I have cataracts, moving smooth

Lunch Time Cypher

Hopsin

Knock Madness

2013

infested water mixed with toxic waste
Bury you alive with a camera strapped across your face
Then come back 2 weeks later and watch the tape
You cried

sent from the heavens
This path it was destined
It's nice that you noticed
It's like I'm at bat with the team on my back
In the 9th and the bases is

My Life

Lil' Keke

Top Features, Vol. 2

2015

ain't nothin funny
I've been stabbed in my back so much I deal with it
I'm tryna kick it with my life before heaven come chill with it

[Chorus: x4]

My Life

Slim Thug

G-Mixx

2015

ain't nothin funny
I've been stabbed in my back so much I deal with it
I'm tryna kick it with my life before heaven come chill with it

[Chorus: x4]

I blaze souls
Makoto, third strike, split heaven and insight
I move, with the density of a nimbus cloud
Somersaulting snap kicks, leave you

need to conquer
Star studded they coming they coming to capture
And release
Maybe they are motivated by the force
Of mother nature
I don't want to be