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whole life
Nigga walking out the house would never leave without my pipe and if I see him out in traffic then you know that's it's on sight
$bBreezy in

gedisst
Ab heute sind wir Feinde wie
Die Bloods und Crips
G-Funk-Einfluss, C Walk ist ein Muss
Drive-By, es reicht meist zu zielen
Nur ein Schuss von

the clouds again
Flew the skies seen rocket ships
You don't see the plot they twist
Got pushed by an advance
Dug my toes and balled my hands
I fought again

he got killed
Even with my idol, You done got him idled
In a coffin, You had me praying for his revival
Liberated his spirit by using prospering

anything I wanna be
Then they be telling me I will not be the thing I wanna be
That just an Oxy that its easy to see
Not talking bout popping a bean you

message would it send if I don't take a chance?
I'd rather drop and die then to be a coward of a man
All I ever wanted was to make an album 
That would

rhythm
Should not make up the whole thing
It's time to create a better album
One that doesn't take two years to make somehow

Throw in a solo somewhere

rhythm
Should not make up the whole thing
It's time to create a better album
One that doesn't take two years to make somehow

Throw in a solo somewhere

to get you tapped by illuminati
Red dots sniping shots at ya, so move ya body
The way we chop it up we acting like we knew karate
Made a career out

Broward but I rep the whole tri county
Always keep some real ones dawg and they gon die by me
You gotta make it different with a greater purpose
Make sure

got some nerve
What have you heard
I say I bang em an
Treat em like herbs
Growin they worth
Without a birk
Cold be my heart
But I'm putting in work

to rhyme
I might as well just have to fuck the old queen Elizabeth
To die slowly
Cuz time is of the essence and once this tape is out
You're in a sticky

favorite rapper like Kevin Gates
Nigga, when you die, I got your kids, till I  meet you up at Heaven Gate
Wanna have kids of my own, I feel the pressure,

the powers to make me strong
Without you, Lord, there's no me, that's on everything
My moment coming, I can feel it, all praise to the King
I ain't never

Intro: Instrumental (8 Bar’s)...

Verse 1: Alucard (Rapped 16 Bar’s):
I been in a strong winter sleep frozen by snow,
The icy flow so cold you’ll get

and wait with bated breath for what I write
Win without and within, each album will be white
Pop plenty champagne in my own private plane
Only lines, no

that isn't deep fried food
And if you fucking go without them
You'll feel like you'll die
And you really just might
That why I'm writing this rhyme

dead body go do better album

I know say Dagrin dey laugh i dy wound this track
E dy show 2pac na ur warri version be that
Na me dy run the street una

crazy
You can still keep going like Scorsese
Or die with potential like Swayze
Tfue man the fame don't FaZe him
All these opponents he slays em
Traps them

!!! Life!!! Fast!!! Life!!!

Verse 4: When life fast and sweet you should give god thanks without jah jah life is unbalanced  nuff  people suffer just

You scream "Geez" when the CP Pullin
Niggas think we pleased by the game, stop cappin (stop the cap)
Wreckin all the keys you thought you had em on you

give you a peck
I'll build you a porch not without a deck
You can just sit with a candy cane stick
I'll give you a sweater
Make you feel better
We can't

free 
From this 

The sky is lined with a version of 
Black eyes
Belligerent controlling 
Bastardized intent 
Breathing bliss
Born into this 

You never

separate versions of the truth
While my needless anger ages me faster than yours does you
Hiding behind our respective guardian angels
Whilst taking shots