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touch
Could end up in prison, or do it by the book and clean your hands up
Fuck you mean, dirty money keeps me clean, my bands up
Loud money throwing

dying will lead us into glory... 

Repeat chorus 

Now I know us plain folks don't see all the story
And I know this peace and love's just copping out

self don't worry bout over here
I'm the same Nigga who came up and watched no one cheer
And oh yea my story sad but Nigga no one cares
I ain't worried

Rose
Up from the smoke and a lump of coal
A diamonds made and my shit froze, story that was never told
I'm off earth, don't call my phone
But stay by me

the arrows
Of that silver sphere
Whose intense lamp narrows
In the white dawn clear
Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there

All the earth and air
With

Months go by
When I hide inside
Am I done for tonight
You know I'm not alright
Wearing red
And white stripes
Cuz I'm hiding in plain sight
Am I done

crime
Of walking around in a dress. (In a dress!)
 
Then they took the old man in a plain white Serco van
To his home for the next fourteen days (Far

to shaking
Like Seizures from the strobe light
A fairy tale like Snow White
Once Upon A Time in the DMI
Was a bitch named, nah that is TMI
If I hit you

cuff on my wrist
My brother slitting his wrist 
This is cold as it gets 
I'm on the kitchen floor crying really sad about a bitch 
It's no remorse for

on
You my bad bitch
Snow white witch
Give me the kiss of death
Poison apple lipstick
Feels like we're in a murder mystery
Who's gonna twist the knife

she give average brain
And they got white people food yeah that shit plain
We fought For two months
Getting real drunk
Getting real fucked up
Getting

"My dear, you needn't fear, 
For I have heard your pleading,
It's very plain I can ease your pain, 
I've got just what you're needing."

I've heard

who I am or what I'm not

So call me a pessimist
But I don't believe in it
Findin' a true love's kiss is bullshit

'Cause I felt sad love
I felt

feel more broken than black
More sunken in sadness, anchored in anger
I harness this hardened heart and hardship surrounded by darkness
Despite the white

and I often fall
One day I had enough and I called 911
I could have went from 9 to eleven by the time the police would come
They rang the bell of this

Square Three

Buck 65

Square

2003

Buck 65-Square 3


[intro]
Music to be murdered by
It is mood music in a juggular vein and I hope you like it
Our record requires only the simplist

anyone that ever lived
No one dead or alive can pick up a
Pen to me
Convince your distrust in a sec
Just give me white plain sheet
I Might run into Mbape

are the God owned, God alone makes it plain
Cross stained, narrow gate
Eliminate the sinner’s fate by switching place
Crooked path, get it straight

and the kpoli
I don realize say nobody holy
Every sis get a story every G get him glory
How I breeze in and flourish then I leave in a hurry
Shine call me sunny

hoes by the load they gon' come in minutes
New diamonds came in from the jeweler
Left hand on hold clip tight long a ruler
Right hand gone hit bust down

of ignorance

A forest paved away for progress' sake in spite of all our shame 
White plains of ice give way, it's us they say, yet people can't be swayed 
It's

away

They came one by one
Eastern tribes forced out here
Whites wanted their ground to work
And took all that they could clear
Homesteaders planted 
My

of ignorance

A forest paved away for progress' sake in spite of all our shame 
White plains of ice give way, it's us they say, yet people can't be swayed 
It's

allegory
American Horror Story
Man down
Swollen
Beat up
Broken
Used up
Stolen
Man down
Love may vanish to the southern plains
Praying to the east, sometimes