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Jay bring them home
My sister told me that I should stop using women
And I tell her I ain’t use em cause they are happy when we finished

Hey,

for generations to come
 
They gone bite down just to fit proper,, I'd rather be standing alone 
Been shit on and stole from by artist’s way bigger than

dreaded
Use to tell her I love her just to get her legs spreaded
Never been desperate tired of being neglected
By bitches I never put second but they will

as that side
Cases that could have brought me money
By some kind of incomprehensible force for me collapsed
All the savings, everything was gone
And I again

Today my moral compass turns
In a direction where no one concerns
But as trouble stems from east to west
Will it lead me to where my comfort yearns?

homies
I feel like it'd drive home the idea my mind's gone
And 23 years of living and not a speck on the record
But 24 years of living I think I'm ready

bones with stones and sticks
I predict non-stop conflict, I'm getting hated on by some pricks
These haters need to read my lips, y'all suck more dick than

So your walking empty handed
Bandit keep the weed at waist beside the dick
I realized that this hand is demented it is how it is
What I did

ask me, I say ketchup is the sauce that I really like
Niggas think they can bash me
Nah, bro, go home and eat morvite
I just do it to fucking do it
I

(Yeeeah) Karen Son the Album
I ain't got a date but I'm working
I got 'em
Ayo
I got 'em
From the point of no return when they thought it was over

this lesson
This field will make you trip, switch our tone and direction

(Verse 3)

You're probably pondering, how is this guy so articulate?
Where am I

That's two steps the wrong direction
Don't you be here
Say that postcode wrong
I wanna break you
'Cause my home's broken there isn't love and
I'll equate

is safe
Surrounded on all sides by tall trees and, wait, did I just see a face?
Near that branch right there? That looks like a figure
Suddenly, behind

inside of my soul
This is a vision a image of home
Life on the block and its taking a toll
How can i stop when i'm so on a roll
Just getting hot coming in

Carcinogens in my throne
From the first day, I brought home a clay array
I been training everyday, only work, no play
No cash in Nepal, gonna burn down

rights
With a bunch of clowns behind the picture that control your life
Long as I own my paper I'm cool
Hate when mfs try and make me play by their rules

competition I'd grab a hold of my belt
I spit a bar like I'm Kendrick then hold a note like Adele
So why not treat the top like homecoming and go by myself
I

count up these bands can't hear what you saying
I stand by my lonely can't rock with no friends
On the family involved I'ma show you how to ball
I can

a broken letter
But I will not forget her nah
And I guess for now I gotta wonder where it's gone
What I feel here, just reminds me I ain't home
I know

shit on my own 
Picture me fake, picture me snake
Picture me smoking a wood by the lake
Picture me not being one of the greats
Picture me not saying fuck

Hope Road

Anne Clark

Hopeless Cases

So these are circumstances
Leading to my sorry tale
I was in a town I didn't know
I'd arrived there by rail
It all began a week before
The joys

minutes
Drivin while I’m sippin Guinness
Screamin “free my fuckin niggas”
They be soon home haters
Rollin up spliffs in they probation papers
All I know is

and crank the volume up until you break the nob
Parked outside a church, have the father screaming oh god
Driving by your block, screaming everybody duck
I

you see me walking down one help me walk home
Lost in direction, I need constant confession
We have a tendency to think that we are often exceptions