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I wrote the president
But I got no reply
He claims he tells the truth
He writes it in the sky
The taxman's at the door
Though he never seems polite

they strangle the truth & promoting the frauds
Nigga

True

I feel like I'm the only hungry nigga left, you feel me
A lot of these jokers man, getting

I was born in the gutter
I was born in the leaves
I was born in a trailer park somewhere in the Oregon trees

My daddy was a bad man
Didn't tell

a while now but they still sleeping (Why?)
Tell em keep dreaming but when I drop crack they all start feening
It's crazy they'll even hate on a disabled

the comfort I'm confined by, play the song
Live, maybe learn from it in hindsight later on
Put on whatever face you want, follow suit, or raise the pot
I

eyes out
What's there to lie bout?

I don't lie though
I move where I wanna move
Always tell the truth
I'm private
Don't compare me to next dudes

right out in the street
And the media paints the victim as a dealer or thug
Broadcast it to the mother who just lost her son
I don't turn the tv on cause

ditty-ditty

Dit-dit-dit-dit dit-dit-dit-dit dit . . . 



Tried to find a raisin

Brownies in the basin

Monza by the street light

Aunt Jemima all night

don't play with me 
No more
Tell me 
What you want to do
So I know where to go
See the truth in my lies 
Or don't pay me no mind
Cause emotions 
I'm

ain't with that bullshit
It's an untold saga on these Inglewood streets
You can tell by the stigmatas on the bottoms of my feet
From the Top

attached 

Ain't gotta text, just tell em attack 
By the end of the hour we know where you at 
While you in the shower i'm breaking her back 
I'm taking

I have seen the streets and alleyways
Of a million faceless towns
The camera comes, the camera goes
Filming our blues for the late night news
We

leaving
People wanna keep you breathing just to tell you what they're reading
Just to like their shitty flicks- satisfy them gratify them jack them off

Then it hits me, the whole beat Hits me, so I hit a lotta harder
Cause Im tryna be apart of Where the hits be

Speaking of can someone tell Me where

you that's life man, holding the phone just bought by dad
Believe to be worth like gold, but the air you breathe is worth more than you
Soldiers who

the rhymes that I write
Get crucified to tell the truth in a mic
Man, And from his side I hope my siblings forgive me
I'm speaking on the feelings within me
Lo

Ain't nun of us free 
Can't go anywhere u please 
Get some money u can travel den u right back in da streets 
Wish I could get away but I'm stuck

being
Locksmith and I open doors for em
Took the window off it
The hell of it roof going
What would you do 'bout it
I'm telling the truth to em
I ain't

Cinderella's will sell your teeth 
Just to get a breathe of a feature 
Tell the truth I'd give an arm and a leg
For a carton of eggs in a beater 
And if it so

Everyone is on the cam, get a grip, lock and lad
The Creed we follow, stepping stones lead 2 Rocky Roads

Create more culture by mistake then they can

Everyone is on the cam, get a grip, lock and lad
The Creed we follow, stepping stones lead 2 Rocky Roads

Create more culture by mistake then they can

rubic cubic
Claim the nation was ruined
By Larry Hoover
Tell the truth he was reputed
Most people really hate on a B.O.S.S
Cus they be dripping wit too

staying high all night
Let's take flight
Baby by my side
All my bros are ride or dies
Making money all the time
Pull away just dropped a dime
Swerving lanes

is I said what I said (Fuck I look like)
I'm sorry mama but I like bhicken heads with barbie dreams 
Tell you truth I don't know what's going on with