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than life, don't let those guys trick you
Them poison the youths little by little
With foods that are genetically modified
For human consumption that

wondering where my moments went
3 years later, a thousand times a day,
I find myself consumed by it

Smoke lingering,
 there was a burning here
Hope

on the radio
In the back of a taxi cab in Brooklyn
Oh, no, no, the sun could rise
Burning all the street lamps out at 3 AM
So, DJ, play it again

Until

fee 

I'm from the three they know I'ma G
so they don't fuck with me.

White bitch name bird I'm charging her 33.

Ya boys a knock pop up at the spot

dance like we dancing in the stars 
You know you like it when your man taking charge

We got the party now we still the show 
We got the henny now we

cuts the limes and lemons, Second one takes out the trash 
Liquorman delivers at 3, but now we gotta pay him cash 

It's hard times, hard times, hard

Gangsta
Brought to you by the Butcher, nigga
(These are the real Sopranos)
(Cannon)

Was takin' penitentiary chances, now they hit us with

explained to me
in words I didn't understand
it’s hope that’s ties the rope
prolonging the longing

then there came day two & day three
I still was hoping

Ladies and Gentlemen!

The satisfaction of status manufactured and captured by rapping through the microphone apparatus.  Who's the baddest who's

Parte I - Entrance

I cannot even remember anything
My heart denies
But my conscious knows it
The scars are still there
Sadly, the damage happened

Queen of all seas

Still is the lake, untouched by the wind
A mirror of darkness reflecting my face
Am I awake or is this a dream
In shades of black,

I’ll never be the same without you here
Three years of hell
When death surrounded me

The son of my orphaned father and mother
One of many wishing you

gonna find me
I count from two to three
My feet can't disagree
The wheel is pushing forward inside of me

I lost my feathers lately
Still feel the heat

born, oh Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah

The shepherds left their flocks by night
To see this baby wrapped in light
A host

Woke up this morning. 
With a pistol in my hand. 
It had fired three rounds.  
Man. didn't make any sense. 
I found myself, quite amazed. 
By

gone miss my homies that i hit wit my homies that i lived wit i wrote this bar for those who rode it out when it was hot even though shit changin i still

would pass me by
Growing up strong in this old town
believing in the feeling that we'd get out
getting married in the summer of love
a lifetime in front

no luck
Cause I am focused 

(Chorus)

(Bridge)
Yo 
Supe
The Dude
QNA
Tell n****s mongst di visa 

Verse 3 (Supe): 
I'm an outlaw
Barred from my own

off this dick
In Texas
It's alcoholics having heart attacks
Forget the mp3's and bring the vinyl and cd's back
Real talk
And if you don't get it
Well

so young. Words from a black father: How much can a young man bear? How much until you're not a man?
These lyrics draw from The New Jim Crow by

In God we trust you don't prey on my level
Three six's in my yard, but I don't worship the devil
I'm hotter then a 6 shooter 38. special 
While you

ME (dats it)
But I still pleed the blood over my enemies (fasho)
Wit 3 pair of eyes you lil boys aint seeing me (casnt see me)

So many fight for da

your ways, you'll end up in that factory
I never did, I never answered as a kid
What I'd like to be when I grew up, a general operative Haunted by lost

hang it up for a little while. See what happens. But I still like to drink O'Doul's, you know? Is that people mocking an alcoholic over there? They're