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seem like the rape type, not the stalk and rape, but if I get you to my place you can't say no type. 
Anyway he ended up in prison again, I know him

brown got a gol' up in his mouth

Parking lot pimpin' with no car
I'm hearin' the stories from ami but they love was different
I scramble the poem cause

right now when I move boulders and
Volcanoes just to hold her again and hear her say no
Guess I’m the bad guy for trying to make amends here
Come let’s

of way
Y'all just been passin' me passin' me passin' me
I got alot to say
(Ooh Ooh)
Got away
Y'all niggas got away
So I've been poppin' up poppin' up

That you lied every fucking time
You broke me to the ground 
So I'm questioning 
My fucking life
How can I just live
If you're no where right
By my side

grace?
Can't wait to be up there with you and see you in no pain
I know for you especially that leaving was all gain
Hurt to see you to go, but now you're

around the racetrack
still hangin' in the mix
where I ain't safe at
I'm on some foolishness shit
with these rugers and shit
I'm on some run in your house

Nothing was overnight this life took a lot of prep
Got to crawl before you walk I tried to skip a lot of steps
Momma said stay out that deep end
I

all over the house
It's like a super power how loud he shouts
Cause he's the mani man, I wouldn't trade him for no other man
I love you man, you my

the ball drop ask me why not im ahead of my years/said it before and i made it real clear cant mix wit yall cause theres hate in the air/shit lookin foul its

her she was slacking had to get a new replacement
If my shorty slide to catch a body I can't say shit
Crazy how you snitching but you say you on that

you know that you're meant for something more but you still can't figure out what it is and no matter how much you try it just escapes you every time

fists full of middle fingers, I got no time for high fives
Too rich for a drive-by, pay the pilot on my private jet to keep it low and do a fly-by
Take

much vodka lemon
They can’t understand my rap
From Parioli Borough
Mix new shit all the time
To make this capolavoro
I do the basi, I try to change your

lil hoes would tell big bro i was in love
He said you better keep your pockets full they don't want no scrub
Don't think them hoes and dudes gone die

leaping and taking the fall
Tell me what's good for night
I shine bright look good smell nice
Live life no fears get rite
Cant let life pass you by, touch

house
If you wanna fit in, if you wanna fit I
Under blankets in my crib, ain't that kinda like a cliche
Money I'm a see say, concert at the beach days
I

asking
And I won't say it twice, Can't Stop Me from rapping
We gon' do it Our Way, like it or not
That's why they play Bless Up, when we hit the spot
No

God 
Or try to say  
Anyone deserved what they got 
Or did not take away from this life.   
    
A game of Russian Roulette.  
No one knows 
Where will

the new strange fruit

I be thinking that somebody in this room is selling out
I say we kill him
Shut the door nigga

Why god
Why you can't take the pain

The way my life was planned, who think that I succeed
The way my life was drew, I can't get a breeze
I don't have no one to call on, I ain't talkin' Creed

(ditch)
Sometimes i wont even utter

Look at my watch
Its time to get buck
I cant even say it no more
A nigga to hot (hot)
And that is wussup (yeah)
Im more

the hardest to say
Cause I got my heart in this game
And regardless of pay I'ma always target my aim
The farthest I can
And I really believe that this

won't pay us to make it
I won't take it
Revolutionary mindset
Come aboard not lot of time left
It's time for the signs and the protest
Around the clock no