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to myself
Ready? I'm no beginner
We'll never run out of health
Level up by the second 'cause
So much damage is dealt no doubt
I'll be the greatest trainer

I wait a few dates, and then I'm feeling like shit
But I know in a few years or so ill strike it so big
And have a song with spikes so long I know it

go to bed early
My bedroom was right by it
Singing "Gloria in excelsis Deo"
Sure enough angels came to comfort us
And we rode on wings through all

can you see by the dawn’s early light? Rio Grandé
Let’s not throw out the baby with the bathwater
Make January 6th a national holiday & God… bless…

the backyardddd
By a lawn chair/
I was Sippin Timmy hoes 
Cuttin grass John deer/
Call his family 
He ain’t know his daddy 
But his mommmm here/
WITT his HOMIE

a stray on Sway when I locked jaws, 
Every track back when his platform, was not thought 
But got sparked by my ten-year-old rap, My Lord
We'd pop off for

Spinnin' it's Super Mario
The shit you say in your raps
Gets you booed every battle
How dare y'all compare to mine
But don't Barry remind us of Sanders?

Even if I don't seem to
Like your new guy
That jawline can cut through

I was so chained by shame and anger
That I hurt everybody caught on camera
Wished

boys say
the bar's hype I'll still slam it in the archive

In school, I was selling cigs, weed and sweets And by night, to my mates, mums and dads
I was

it
Freedom is something so beautiful, but it's difficult to navigate within

New Haven, Connecticut, they got him in the street
Ten shots by

even know it until I was well into being a teenager
I didn't get my needs met by the white community
Didn't have the support I needed to thrive
So in

Written by Kevin Tyler Deane (Deane), Alexander Rodriguez (Jhvndro), and Terrence Copeland (T. Anansi)

The joy of creating is unmatched
To just

Welcome 2 Houston

Slim Thug

The Boss of All Bosses

2009

away
For the last 15 years, I been reppin' my state
I knew the real DJ Screw sip grape by the case
Eight's over ice straight product of the H

falling apart, bearing the burden
Of trying to become a man while my dad became a woman.
Real talk
This is back in the late 80s early 90s
Know what I'm

for relieving
Tell me why these thots keep catching feelings
I've been on the grind from early
Tryna be rich by the time I'm 30
Got a chic on my line

t
Always with a mask most likely
See we soul mates for life see
Soul sign Cancer and Pisces
Thinking back on my early years
Should I go back
Should I change

Nevertheless, the doctors have been encouraged
By her progress
And think that a few days back home
In what they call a "family atmosphere"
Might hasten her

I'm a Ryder

TQ

Hell and Back

[Drag-On]
They stepped up Bronx City
You know they gonna get dirty
You rap niggas fuck around and get very early
Fucking with that firemen

Intrusive Lady

Eligh

Sidewaydaze

understanding
Of the man I have to be 
To capture woman Extraordinary
To the ordinary 
Larry,Dick,Joe,and Barry weary
And what life is his planetary book
Easy can

can't let het stay round
And they talked bad bout me wat can they say now wat can they say now
From early mornin to late night
I was deep in dat water

years time I can call her my lady
Bro said mad - this is gonna be wavey
Like
You've got that look in your eyes
I see straight through your disguise
I know

from out of the dark
And I'm curious who they been watching
Not even worried I clean em I mop em
Snapping on jazz instrumentals a white boy
I'm feelin

Seashells where ashes dwell
People tryna make they pockets swell
Blowin in the wind
On the corner battling
The early days Traveling
Seeing the world

Getting up too late and going to bed too early
Has this become my fate or just a bad high surly
Should I start to worry
Should I start to hurry
Fuck it
Ima