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to have a life, to have a clue of what to do

You just gotta open wide, wake up, open your eyes
Realize that's there more to being human than them bills up

that nigga Quick (Yea)
Everybody say they real but I still see the fake
I had to go and get this shit myself that cash I penetrate
Since on my soul that

group[02:50.85]That shit still don't go over well in my mind[02:52.53]It's simple but why can't we just be kind[02:54.23]I need one valid reason why you think some

was wet aqua theme admit it's sick

So be realistic
I go ballistic
Different mind not autistic
I hear more high levels of acoustic
Some bars no ones

it on go, go
Look look say fuck that nigga we could've been kings
The champion life we could've worn rings
Your mama said watch you I knew it was

I go, on this journey alone
I see now that the young bull got too grown
So now I stand here shining, it's perfect timing
Like a high tide, baby look

False prophets selling me a bill of goods
Crooks that took off, to look the other way, a rip off
An art the way they pull me apart when they tug at my

surge he using too much energy
Cause he knows that I will go to God willingly

They can tell by my tone that I'm on right now
Yeah I'm on right now
So

storm and by rain
We hope we'll see you again

High on that mountain along Place du Têtre
Where deep in the night life is easy
Where they say, when you go

The World Is Yours

Tru

Da Crime Family

1999

nigga" 
(But boss that's gonna cost) 
Well, bill me nigga 

[Chorus]

Look, nigga 
I'm a bad dude, shit, body full of tattoos 
Type of nigga that

ducking since 12
I'm numb to the bull Like I pop me a peel
Thugging all night Tryna pay momma bills
When the summer get cold Might just move to the hills
By

writing rhymes
Cause it don’t really mean that I’m living saved
Eternal life is not determined by a written page
Study his word receive the call and let go

your curtain
Good food don't burn it
Don’t know how then just go get learnin'
Fine herb we’re burning
Lady by my side I’m flirtin'
A mountain man grew

permanent
Talk about your rep but nobody Here has heard of it
Like to see the world just as long As god is turning it
Money and respect rest assured That we

Freedom
Isn’t Free
(Yeah yeah)
Ohh freedom
(Yeah we going back old school)
Isn’t Free
I go by the name of Mc Rafiki
Mike check 1,2,3
Yeah
Check it

more
I just hope that you can't stand me no more, yeah yeah yeah (yeah, ay)

When shit got rough man ain't nobody wanna stand by me
Now everybody

ya'll could get rich and get by
Now all you ever do is sit and get high
At your work at home job that's inside
When you gonna realize that you're

discover myself 
They say there's no mountain to high, that i can't climb
All that matters is inside my mind, so i keep on trying 
No matter how much they

to go, don't you know

Balanced mind to shine in a divine line of light by sight to see we being scouts, in a collective route

So I peer critical, not

to give a hoot when
I just dropped a ducket on shoes by Loo Vootin
Face covered with the nylon
That's the type of style I'm on
I blew up like an atom bomb

precious to let it fly by like my girl J in her mind I'm always asking her why
I love you but you so damn high
So naïve with them big brown eyes
I done seen

rest until you’re strong enough
To get back on your feet

Yes.. I know that when you’re broken
You have only threads of hope
But tie them to the mountain

too heat might spit this shit 
I said I'd die for the Spence nast beat no doubt why me? 
Never cross my high-

Listen to the shit that I'm sayin all

the fields
Farmers markets shops and fairs
With swings and Ferris wheels
The glaciers feed rivers
And lakes that rest on high
Reflections in the water