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all
Even worth the trust issues, with my back to wall
Too many people wanna collaborate
Too many people jealous, they mad with hate
Too many people try

through all of that
We'll blow a fuck niggas wall off
Niggas be hard than a bitch with they MFN gang
Caught his ass by his self and he hauled off
I Don't

action)
All I see is big talk
(Shh)
Go ahead and Sit down
Ain't no need to get tall
Paint is all on these walls in my head
Can't explain how my mind just

talk, that lad and I'm no wimp fam
I ain't even going to quit AFTER I'm dead

Real big spliff when I blaze in my grave
Six deep, all pale and bony as fuck

me some shit like this here could happen
You also told me ill blow up in rapping
With all of that talent deuce why would you mask it
They bring like

Expressing myself, puts me in my own comedy central roast
You'll make fun or use it against me but I already know
You talk behind closed doors, these

look now I'm pulling eyeballs
I stood on high walls
And I'm kicking down doors
Let's talk about eulogies cause they gonna be reading out yours
I'm

two floors, next crib, two more
Talk less, do more, think rich, act poor
When you really got it, you got nothing to show
And when really I got it, I'm

never hiding
Shining bright as a diamond
Them walls I'm tryna climb in
My Houston girls the finest
Them Cali girls the wildest
Yeah we was mobbin
Up in

to the patient lucky for me I did some extra waiting
I treat this shit like my kid I guess you could say I'm a pro at creation
I had to X em, I do this serious no

Walking through the halls while i'm looking at these plaques
On the wall all these athletes gazing through the past
Thinking how their pictures faded

veins
I can feel the change, everything's polar
I could give a fuck about senses
Numb has covered my skeletal
Fear has swallowed me like emotions are

To talk about love is a common occurrence
But it keep it a hundred I way much prefer it
It's so hard for me to hide behind curtains
And to bury

I'm 'bout to throw this nigga over the ledge
Bruce Willis in Sixth Sense, he don't know that he dead
Could let him find out for himself, or I could

Because I'm afraid of the dark
They thought it would work, uh
They thought could put us in the dirt, uh
Talk shit, get murked, uh

Put em up

Leaving Beirut

Roger Waters

To Kill the Child/Leaving Beirut

2005

earth packed hard and by one wall a raised platform
Some six foot by four covered by a simple sheet, the bed
The hunchback busied herself with small

pull it out if he runs his mouth about myself cuause it makes a good show
Yes I may take the K to your place let it spray all day just so I could let

pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not

with me I'm hot"
By now I could have sold some mills and
Showed that I was so for real
While your roster fucked around
Like Lauren Hill's
Let me stop, I

365 days in one year Dogg and about 85 bad bitches
Over there up against the wall
They all waitin' to be chose, clothes sweaty and shit
But all dey

don't care, man, I don't even care
Look at what you wear 
Flare up the top 
But, you mumble when you talk 
Bruh, you gotta stop 
Try and write something

Oklahoma Black Wall Street
You say it's a gang if five black boys meet
Nothing but oppression is inherited by the meek
It's been over 500 years and freedom

to die by your side, oh
I spit on your grave fuckin' twice
You let your girlfriend fight your fights
I'm not surprised
I got thirty in the ice tray
I could

Paperboy

Hell Rell

For the Hell of It

brighter than paul wall teeth
Fuck this rap game fuck it it needs more more me
And this writer right here can front all your theives nigga
Got these