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on a 1 time story, I only give one chance
No one else really different, I don't play on pretend 
I took a risk to share the secrets from my life, thinking

To let em slow you down
I don't look back I go
I make it happen hoe
Momma told me
A long time ago
Baby you the truth
All by yo self
You don't even need em

through life,
That boy Max is faded but I'm Captivated
By the ass that's shakin here Tonight,
Got this man awake plus I'm Activated,
Adderall & then a vic,

like some kelp

4 hour drive to the P, we leave by 8, we there by 12
Posting like I'm doing features, but I got some beans for sale, nigga
Posting like

life
Find stars in the sky to make our planets align
You got that thing that I like
You got that thing, you got that
You got that thing that I like
Yes

until you crave
For more and more
Of these supernatural human flows... yo
Engrave yourself to what it is I say
Don't let the dope beat take you away
Piece

Yo, More Life!
Cuba!
Ich wollt' nur 'ne night, doch shit, ich kann nich' teiln' nein, oh shit, shit
Nothing you can't do bro!
Ey ya
Morelife, gib mir

& that ain't leavin
I'm a libra but the reaper show me life ain't even 
Sand the baby benz down & paint it for no reason 

Ion do it in Jesus name i do it

My life will never be the same
My life will never be the same
My life will never be the same
And so I say

Can't wait to land in 日本
Can't wait

and you lead me to it
And you a freak I could tell by the movement
If I die I come back a hologram
Just to see what you doing
Meet me in the middle

Aye real story,
Real life, real rap (big boss)
Cutthroat

I'm on the block with a scale, (yea) got a glock with da mail (yea)
I'm in the yard,

Step into da Cipher

Brand Nubian

Everything Is Everything

1994

First up it's the nuts up, what's up 
To the niggas from the projects 
Prospect Park in Brooklyn, I'm lookin' at another crime scene 
Committed by

Thugged Out Shit

DJ Clue?

The Professional

1998

But this Bleek life my young niggas I tell ya
I went from a failure, holdin paraphanalia
Weight scales, twelve-twelves, dimes and fishtales
Cooked up

lane
Driven crazy on the highway
Niggas are lame
I am doing this the right way
Tsotsi kea e brika ntjaka
Batla ka bo swaka mahipi ana
Vele ne let's push

tell em why not
I gave my life up to my brothers tell me what do I got
Yo tracks lackin facts, action, smack, and good rappin
You in yo hood trappin but

the fuck is you sayin
Whole gang pop out toatin Bands
Took you off then I sold to yo Friends
I get cake you can tell by da Stance
How you claim you gone

include the prize
This is life or death, I hope you choosing wise
Fuck you niggas, go to hell
Flow the well, caught up in the dope and scales
Ya soul is

ne'er have come, and
Woken the demon
Yo ho ho

the news
By multiple means they do elude
Hollywood, a wicked brood
Storm every home easily intrude
Dear to your heart
Yet so aloof
Behold the occult 
Sits

bust on Bad Boys, brothers touch for life
Plus Puffy trying to see me
Weak hearts I rip
Biggie Smalls and Junior MAFIA
Some mark-ass tricks
We keep

Yo, I'm comin' from the bottom of the dungeon
Yeah, you know they scared when they call they cousins
Go to the hood, bring guns by the dozens
Go

Time only good for teaching life facts
Leaving to get your life back
Light last long enough to finish a song
Over then I fall back in dark all along

want it?
Niggaz trying to kill me, and they caught me by surprise
That's when I blacked out, my life flashed before my eyes *glass breaking*

[Sticky

no smell on em Jobs wasn't calling back
I tipped the scale on em
I'm on my way to better things
Always had bigger dreams
Ima chase em by any means
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