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’m sliding free, she killed that side of me
I’m gone now

Now I’m staring out the window of this plane,
Praising all the beauty in this strange world,

said, "You're the man!" dapped him up
Funny how it happens, huh?
Now that being broke's history
Everybody giving free shit to me
Like last week, I

hopping off the ride
Give away my ticket
And hope that they're what you need
Cause the last person I wanna lose in my life is me Peace

Yeah, stuck on this

to my happiness, I am getting closer
Brother said that I'm gon' die
From drinking all those Arizonas
But... he gon' fly away if he stay on that marijuana

Probably thought I was a Scammer
But by the end of the night, she'll turn into a dancer
I've been screaming Fuck Love, them niggas made that shit a anthem
I

supposed to be on.
cnd then why is this something outside? Like, Oh, yeah, I just. I am. I really don't know who hired you to be a manager, but I can clearly

gets crossed ain't no letting it slide
See I was taught that the world a ghetto and it comes with rules by which we abide
Got it locked, working like

want one, but got so many hoes
Look, he don't really know it if you free the pigeons
He be livin' way above them weak conditions
He been reachin', I

cookies
But that would be spooky
Now there's a reason
That's not my season
I be releasing
Acts of treason
Now I am needing
To be hidden
Cuz what I

and master it?
Well, that ain't even me
How is the whole project completed?
There's a lot more going on than it seems
Behind-the-scenes time, yeah!

See, I am

am I

The last time I had a body bag
Right now I carry coffins
I don't play no games
If you capping man I lock you in
Call the undertaker

Ey, I

What Am I to Do

Mr. Shadow

A Name You Kan't Touch

2002

[Chorus: Mr. Shadow]
Now what am I to do
Hoes want to do me, foes want to do me in
Now what am I to do
On the streets with the war, and shit you

Golden Mic

Aceyalone

Cater to the DJ

1999

Yeeees, man
But I'm not a yes-man
Who am I?

I'm that nigga with the golden mic, I hold it tight
When it's open mic it's like it's broken mic
Smokin

Reaching for my fuck it pills I have to take

Hanging by a thread I am barely aware of
Psychotic disorder fits me like a glove
Gonna shed the skin

Lonely

Nana

Too Much Heaven

1997

the blessin' and the skills on the mic
Five years we know there's no diggity
Free at last see the light in me
What goes up must come down
I'll be around

mistake (Every every every every every)
What a fucking mistake (Every every option every, everything's bleeding, everything's bleeding)
One day last summer

The ones that last are the ones who are patient. 
Most y'all see a deal, wouldn't hesitate to make it.
This is who I am, I don't know how to fake it.

who the manager is 
Let her know I am the big sheriff 
You got only one life
Dude don't just waste it
You're worth every single second
In the world, you

know, let me know
Now I've been thinking
Trying to find a way to say
What ive gotta say
That your the last thing i think about at night
And the first

suicide
I can't believe I been here
And three years past all charges dropped
Finally being free at last
My whole family is happy
That I'm finally back
But

Elohim He set me free
I could write a book bout plight, explaining, what it did to me
But you know how saying goes,
To hide shit from niggas, make 'em read

take set my aura free (My aura)
And if I've not ghosted by now
Step on my chest tighter
Heave ho, and dance galala till my soul cut-out
I no go longer

differently
I wanted to share my peace for so long but hits aren't free
I've spent an eternity at least for me to make you see
But I got time left in me to make

believe in
Don't base it on appearance
Always som' up with clearance
I am not a free spirit
I'm another lost soul
Just tryna to cope
And let the past go