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to hit you with a truth but you don't want the news
Water fire fire water I'm mixing components
Let me know what it is swear ima get on it
Memories last

Ching than Asia King in the sack your b**** called me Peja God  beginning and the ending no face close case hit it was splendid my dog's Street laws don't

the wind in your face
I got God in my traits
Finally got my break
Had to hold on to the faith
Open your eyes
Got a word from the wise
Tell the truth that I'm

and right to go to the streets,
To any partner that's under your sheets,
I know you ain't celibate,
All y'all be meeting without any etiquette,
Swiping

business, step up, cause you doin' it, nigga, you killin' me
Know I can tell that they lazy as fuck by the way that they movin'
No, you can't sit with me

by any means, I'm beatin' up the ride
They put that Drake all on his top and left a nigga wide
This shit I tell you ain't no bluff, it's how I feel

We just wanna fuckin' get it
Get it
Get it
Yo, we were born to sin
You can tell it by the city that we're livin in
Los Angeles, cause it's angel-less

goin' Woke up, smellin' like money
She bad but she sweeter than honey She bad, she not trustworthy
Even though she tell me she want me Can't fuck with

the other side/ they gon lie never tell the truth just so they can shine/ oh my what am I to do just keep killing rhymes/ I don't know you never shook ya hand

stay
I had to leave
Stuck on my mind like it's Beats by Dre
Not the head
Phony buds I pray
For them to understand
At least one day
Know that it's me

My momma taught me well
That I cannot lie
Thinkin' for myself
The reason I'm alive
No one gave me help
Referring to my pride
I found out by myself

patience, taught me how to be friendly
I'm a product of my environment but I refuse to be defined By the circumstance around me, I'ma shine
I'ma tell my

(In the heart of the night)
In the heart of the night, in the City square
Chasing shadows, finding you everywhere
Thoughts was racing like streets

with information that them crackers wouldn't teach in school
Mentally I feel abused, persecuted by these Jews
Hopin' God'll take my soul, the only thing

gotta tell the truth
She said that she lost me like I'm drowning in the pool (ooo)

Life is full of changes
Conversation with strangers
Focused on making

her, yeah, yeah
Cause I believe in love (Love, love, love)
And love believes in us
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
In the streets of NY
There's a guy who's just

You said you couldn't bear the clichés
But here we are: on a bench
Wedged between a winding street and playground park
You knew you couldn't keep

Down a crowded street
It's just you and me
Versatility and bad mom jeans
To tell you the truth, I don't think I'll find another

Broken memories

altercation I'm gone make it do
What it do chest be vested too I do not take the chance
Boy you not no shooter I can tell by how you take your stance
Slow flow

fill it with a flow

Tryna run through that B, get left by the pole tho
Cappin' that, yeah, but that nigga just told her
Rappin' that, heppin' that,

pray, you shall not be like the hypocrites
For they love to pray standing in the congregations
and on the corners of the streets, to be seen by men
Truly,

There's no profit in the truth, they got no reason to tell it
No More far left socialist nonsense
No More questioning our moral conscience
No More drag

towards you
You look at me enigmatically
I tell to you my truth

You understood nothing
And you walked away from me
I ran out looking for you
But you

cold
Gotta stay brazy
Readin my books
Yeah
I gotta get smart
You can tell by these lyrics
They call me an author
I like the way she move
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