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a seizure
Keep it 100 like fevers
These bars will bring you to life I'm getting chased by the Reaper
Got cheated out in nightmares now it's revenge

and the children yea I'm throwed-off for real
If yeen shopping in the trap we push you out like Uncle Phil
Shake the spot you gotta go
Ain't no sleeping when its

Times goes by
Giving but denied
Cause living in this ghetto is a crime
And you know that got me
It got me crazy how this evil gives us trouble
It got

night I'd drop 50 on these niggas
This ain't like I keep havin' to remind niggas
That I really go to sleep and wake up in the kitchen
I lay by the waters

seed
I watched you niggas grow in hopes you wouldn't turn to the streets
Posted on the block trying to hide from the police
Put something up for your

I told her I have loved you since we was children, playing in the dirt of this very street
She never did play nice even when we was babies
So I kissed

they die by their lonely
That should be all that you work for
I pray for all of my homies
I pray for all of their children
Our seeds all destined for

you hear me jap out on these beats
'Cause I'm in the streets
The streets is keeping me fed
These niggas 'll leave me for dead
If they get the chance

depression to so i can relate
I know that every day a struggle And the world is on your Shoulders
And you feel like life is playing With you like you

a care
I'd rather be a voice of the people than living in fear
Mothers here shedding tears
Playing musical chairs
Killing citizens all by the clothes that

From all my brothers in the coop
So it’s fuck us, fuck you killers
That keep elite alive
Yea ya serving to these hitlers
That keep ya children blind
Yea,

they’ll never take what’s in my mind
I don’t think they even made it, see them going up and down
With nothing else to do than getting burned by the sun
I’m

agree we both libras divide by a week (Balance)
You see that's no cap
It aint no cap in my rap (Uh uh)
Word on the street hunnet aint g
I'm too put up in

playing for the Phillies
Ice up on my neck we canceled all the global warming
Kid born in America who still gets pegged as someone foreign
Make it rain so

off the chain, and out the cageabout to break through these bars and levelthe whole playing field with 8 millionhateful children aint concealingraise

in the streets
So if it's me or it's them, I'ma go out like a G
Start putting faces on T's, yeah
I was 13 as the hoods crash dummy
Click full

want you dead cause you playing games in the wrong town

You can't evade this, your fate is to stay up under me
Run run, come for me, hunnet holes inside

on the beat, I'm a freak on a leash
Four speed on the streets, feel like I'm Keanu Reeves
I'm married with children, have to be very resilient
Sharing my

gonna make it till i post on instagram
i’m impatient and faking everything i’m playing
STOP

calm down for a minute
i’m doing this for my mom, my children

they names and imma kill you this a threat no ian playing
I'm too savage never lacking this big 4-5 in my hand
Play with me just call the reverend cause

a building
Why you tryna be up in the streets better go watch your children
Don't get on the internet cause my niggas not into
That we playing tic tac toe I

wrap them up in curtains please
I see Mercs just cruising through the church's streets
And I see surfers forgive me for the murders please

Lord I pray

I got the ambition
Catch me in the streets and I swear I ain't missing bitch
I be running with the homies we gone pop shit
Running through the city

guy turns it in to wine
I drown my sorrows in the blood red Nile

In my Art Deco treehouse
Funky music's always playing
For the walls are made