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Well, I'm here to prove that wrong
No more being confused, you've been that way for too dam long 
Face your fears and step into the unknown 
Trust your

and will that really last you though
Before you can't hide behind the silly mask no more
Cause one day reality will come knocking on your door
I swear we

stressing he'll go back to that lean
Kid ask him daddy how you got a cash and a Benz but no work
He know he a murk but he won't tell
I did some stuff in

by plenty like Cole and Kenny
But, my heart's been in this
Since I first heard  Benny Moré 
No sé decirte " Cómo Fue" pero me enamore 
Ahy castellano

Eat a bootie mean is like I've recently retired from eating pussy
You know I don't eat pussy no more I suck pussy and I eat the bootie
And I like

the next election
It ain't like I just sawed the foot off a rabbit, I deserve all that I have by virtue of the fact I have it
Just tell me it was all dumb

open
With a crowbar you're a blowhard
With no heart, a Lambo?
You a go cart and you won't start
I'm a pro dog I mean Asgard
With Norse gods Oden's wife

Got the drum already banging
So how you got beat us
There's no more breaking my spirit
If I'm killing demons
All of my life I been searching
Like what

back
I got all love for ya no cap
These other hoes just gon have to be mad
All facts
Like that
Fuck with me you won't ever go back
Tell them suckas you

Don't Leave Me But Leave Me Alone

Tim Christensen

Live at Abbey Road Studios [Limited Edition]

don't really need to be on my own
Reach for me - I cannot reach for you - no more
I don't see if you throw me a bone
I won't wait until the cowards

to halt on that Nonsense
My niggas conscious
But if you turn it to violence
We act like we have no Conscience
That's more than a promise
I'm in space off

Grime tune genie
Three a pair, not one of them can see me
Touch man more time then a BB
TOUCH his yard, touch man with TV
Holla everyone that said

leaving me no choice, but to raise these three kids all by myself
I will not wait for you
A gift
To come home
I threw the candles out
Left your food

Yeah
Sometimes I just get to zonin'
N' random thoughts pop in my head
But they won't be in song format no type of order
It'll be real life shit
Just

wont give up that
Is he? No
He wont have it, he knows his whole back city ropes
It don't matter, he's dope
He knows that, but he's broke
He's so stacked

Friends

Eric G. & the Juice Troop

Skin

1991

Have you ever been stabbed in the back
By someone you thought was really cool
Did they steal your heart or was it money
Or was it lies they told

and Trump is just as bad
No economic system is safe from men gone mad
Who seek to destroy and divide
By spreading their hatred and lies
To people surrounded

make it hella clear
Nigga open up your ears
Why you actin like you scared
I think that you're full of fear
Nigga bout to cry some tears
Have the opps

you little rappers don't want, these hands
I will send you back words, fuck your ever after
No, you cannot be my bitch, cuz I won't be your master (No

it's like I'm stuck in a rut 
Everyday feels like I'm in a simulation, I'm stuck in the Matrix
Nothing is what it seems, we won't be held down, by this

and our fright (Fright)
Why even go outside when you might lose your life? (Why?)
Grew up in the shadows and no one knows me well (Well)
They only know

wanna talk to is already here
Don't care bout liked no more, it's bigger things to fear
I flip through Revelation, praying grace will have me spared
Last

weight is just a photobomb
I don’t have to at them 
Like a neutron or proton
You could add it up 
And it still won’t matter 
I done got them all pissed

So the parasites can let some more blood

Maiming and killing, setting your traps
Animal loving nation, a load of crap
You have no emotions, you're