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you with his quiver
Covered in mud cause I feel so dirty
Please stand by, I'm dead by thirty
I don't wanna live if life don't hurry
Every single day got

and they killed the DJ
Guess that's what he mean by he been killing niggas these days
Known to move fast like a pen like we at the relays
Fuck a PJ I might

wonderful
Oh happy day when Jesus washed my dirty sins away
Made us fresh in the flesh body and spirit
Lord I surrender all guide me to destiny

Lord I wanna

Da-dow
Aye yeah, aye yeah, aye yeah (She wants to, she wants to)
When she wants to blame it all on me, she got a battle, battle
I've been in

and we are conquerors
Victory through the Holy Christ
All in Jesus name everything is possible
And I thank you for His mercy God is wonderful
Oh happy day

Full Set (A New Style)

Leikeli47

Acrylic

2018

up, bitch, you ain't goin' my way
No more free rides, that's done, I say
Take court, any sport, I could run all day
Right hand to Sham, I'ma ball my

sent a savior
Im sent to save ya
I conversate day to day
Thru faith
Wit my maker
By fate
He put me face to face wit you fakas
Addressing em all
Knowin I

with my chain  Shooters all around me let it bang,
Diamonds dancing
All up in my up face 
24'7 do your thang 
We in the house
Blowing Mary Jane
If you

(Jd On Tha Track)
How you snake yo' homie? Yeah
Niggas fake, they phony, yeah
Did this shit on my own by my lonely
Only thing I need is money

Natural High (Even Higher Learning)

Freddie Gibbs

Cold Day In Hell

2011

back in the days
When I was 17, momma caught me laying in the bed with you
I'mma open up doors for you, diss all my hoes for you
You put me in my own

come down to play some take faith pray to Mary Jane 
Like Mary Jane I need a merry day, take my brain so far away 
To a great plane where we all sane

makes war with overwhelming might?
How long will my country be held in sway
By those who abuse their power every day?
How long must I carry this burden

letting it all slip by
Sit back, relax, put your feet up for a while
And watch it all drift by
Look up at the sky, it works just like a candle
Melting down

scorn twister
Just a born giver, mister porch sitter,
With his broken heart, and the torn liver (Ok?)
They filled out a form on the day I was born
Called

in the papers.
Still I smoke em up while inhalin’ all of these vapors. 
Puffin on a new strain, wanna do it every day.
Call me Spiderman the way I’m in

I’m gone?
Write my eulogy
Write my eulogy
Promise I ain’t tryna leave soon
It’s all by the grace

Or is we livin to die
This for anyone who been feelin disdained
Still could walk right out the house one day get slain
By a lost nigga
To tell the truth

doo, I'm dutiful in the paint

Profane prophet, I see the future
Givers who're giving slivers while profiting off the moochers
I'm inspired by Rigz

they obey
Now i’m the one that they all pay
Anyone used to a small tray
Your time is coming up one day
Man i hated music as a kid, who would’ve thought

at his grave
And I promised you my G I'd be here one day
But it seems like you the one up there making a way
And I'm grateful for the people that been by

Uh
Gabbana
Ay it’s kinda crazy how this shit all to fruition tho
Fuck it
Im just tryna make it through the day

Watch the time go by as I erase

I love you all night, you know I'm a giver Wake up next to you, smoke a cig by the river
Hope your dad doesn't come home, hello mister I guess it

Moon man, best of luck, these next few days are gonna suck your life dry
Gotta go through this again, man I feel sorry for your kids
Moon man, son

I Remember

Jungle Brothers

V.I.P.

2000

were the last good days of the ghetto
It wasn't all about bein jiggy, so save that rap for Jell-O
Down on my knees in the street playin skelly
Rushin