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follow, so I'm surrounded by high whores
But I pay them no mind, I'm with the gang, dancing that high horse, bitch
I be on the scene, behind the scene,

raised in the streets but the library
Granny had me spelling words like extraordinary
Look it up she said handed me a dictionary
Kinda scary how can't nary

the soft seats
Always wanted to live the luxury life
So Im in the streets
You ain't know what is like
To live the last life?
You 'posed to live erryday
Like

li-li-li-like I let it ge-ge-ge-get it wasted it away

I'm walking the street by myself
Letting the clouds and the night melt
9 a' clock, lighter flick, kinda

words
Too small to see
Darling
I’m not laughing as loud as I used to
I don’t sleep
Could you call in sick tomorrow?
Cause this joke might take all night

one day at a time i see pain passing by
feelin tears on the girls everytime they would cry
im always here to listen to my familys trouble
but when i

that going get the bag tomorrow
Young nigga spitting real shit listen when I speak
I got them backwoods smoking gas don't forget the grabber leaf
Took

ain't talkin percussion
Wet up the scene we gon leave him disgusting
Smokin Gelato
Sippin Moscato run up the bag
Get it back by tomorrow
Eat up the dick

your problems
Tell the feds I aint selling drugs I'm only selling dreams
I cashed out on a pendent just to motivate the streets
Built this business up

Streets know I never play
Been writing rhymes since Renegade (Em and Jay)
All these auto-tuned rappers been afraid
They know they ain't safe, it's

street-fighting
Past the mighty Mississip
And the dry lightning
If you read my hand
Can you read my mind
If you do then you'll know
Why we run and hide
And if you

boy I got extra bags
Balling Like I'm Polamalu
Meeting models, popping bottles
I can't never live in sorrow
Get it like it's no tomorrow
Done seen so

to mister bob, white man collared job 

Only advice they give us land us dead up in a morgue 
You got a dream go chase that bitch, we can't promise tomorrow

I grew from the roots and trees of Vine Street
Traveled lands but soon discovered divine me
Things I learned, felt, saw, shaped the person whom I be

the street
Paws on the concrete
Showing all teeth
Ready to chew any raw meat
Son a rapper like his momma love me
Hundred how im coming
Man these crackers tryna

and discarded unlike the clip were ejected from
Exit our metal mothers as we enter the lungs
We don’t bring no peace we just bring bodies to the street
Yellow

in
We can reconvene tomorrow afternoon and by the weekend
We'll be straight
I've always been a fan of sleeping late
I've always been the man at being

Tomorrow China Daily
says her company is on Lombard street
No way 这位Lady She's got everything
要问 这位女生 说话要keep it straight
Oh乖 难怪你拽 越拽越惹人爱
No way 这位lady so

cnd so much time passes by I decide to just postpone it
Move it to tomorrow is the motto of my sorrow
c trend I often follow
That leaves me feeling

pow lead)
Cuz tomorrow ya'll i could be dead
(i could be dead i could be dead)
And if i go by Friday night
(by friday night late at night)
Just spark me

the synagogues and on the street corners to be seen by others. For truly I tell you they've received their reward in full. But when you pray, you go into your

Existential crisis, I promise it'll be different tomorrow
You might be next on the diss list, you can't miss this
You can't keep up with my mindset
In hindsight

know myself too well, when this feeling hits
I won't be satisfied until I see Paw-Paw light up the pit
Tomorrow's envie might be crawfish
Scoop that

Artist: GL /Ras Paulo
Titel: Youth´s True

Come with me and sing this freedom song
come with me and share this freedom street

This´s not a trip