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can't look at that album cover
Shit still give me nightmares even when I lay down in covers, cause shit is a foul discover
Like my father and I, we felt

They ain't really care till I give a little handouts
And when I didn't handout
Then they wanna hand doubt
Tell me what is going on I'm sick of all these

nice? Later on we got
Mogli the Iceburg and Jarry Manna
Comin' up to the stage but
First, straight out of Dyladelphia
None other than nobigdyl! Give
It up

don't want anyone to know this 
So I smile 

A heart of a gold I've been given by music 
Comprehend this is my life ,you stupid
I'm getting something out

I'm vomiting
Throwing up all them signs in the street
Hoping big homie gon’ notice me
Know that this finna go terribly
But I do not give a fuck actually

I wanna tell you a little story
It's about a guy by the name of Wilhelm Rube Lee
Works for Kewper-Liveinsin Law Firm
Guy's in the business

Ralou's brother, little Deven
Ya know I'm sayin', Freaky Taliq's moms, rest in peace

Know I'm sayin'
Everybody wanna live the ill life, know I'm sayin'
But

and professors that’s cappin.
Nigga I just wanna do something different, nigga I just wanna do something different.
I just wanna wake up at the destination of my

that

This the real world, these are light bars
Get the king, you will probably need five scars
Want the review, I give you five stars
I just wanted

Cause till now we remember
His farewell to the world

He said oh people please lend an ear
Cause I don't know if I'll be with you after this year
Listen

2Pac
(This world is such a um, and I say this world I mean it, I don't mean an ideal sense)
(I mean an everyday every little thing you do is such a…

righteous since you held my hand
Flying with you by my side, as I hold your deepest interests
My brightest star, no Icarus
Bring me to the sun, your

Nigga best play by the rules
Ain't dissin on bob I'm a builder but really hate using my tool
Everyone staring amazed by the way we walk into the room
Best

I cant let em catch me lackin
Architect no rapper this is more than an album

I was born by the river
By the river
In a little tent
Oh and like

Hell for Sale

Heaven's Gate

Living in Hysteria/Hell for Sale

2005

Hey, you little fool, come down to me and see
Show you my world of things you never meant to be
Don't fear, just crave for all things for you

a little pain inside my history
Creativity I mean a lot mixed with naivety
And bad habits formulated by my own epiphanies
Pour it all onto this track so

my homeboys was like
Yo got something to tell you mane
That LSD
That shit was bunk homie
I'm like naw man
Had me convinced the weed had me trippin'
I

I'm way ahead
Give a fuck  what a hater said
Im about my bread, nigga nothing less 
Something more
And the family is who i want it for

Go getter, yeah

and you hear it
Other people just rappin', I'm letting u hear my spirit
They fear it because its sincere something you ain't used to
Every word I utter I'm

I fell in love
With a bitch
She don't feel me back
I could've
Gave her the world
And that's just the facts
I fell in love
With a bitch
She don't feel

something abstract
It's more like a feeling
Feelings of freedom
feelings that I used to know
and I feel I need them

They've been replaced by the empty talks

Give you something, a lil something, something
I feel egged on
But I won't scramble
I crack up at all y'all
Things I can handle
If you know me, you know

the fast route
Tryna sneak a scissor blade up in my school
Pat down
I don't give a fuck who killed yo pops
Get to class now!

Cut that BS redress, cause you

gives Randal Pink a pledge
Sheet for football that says
He can't do drugs while
Benny's making a paddle
Jodi begs the guys not to
Hurt her brother Mitch