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In this squalor I thrive
Chewing out my next line
I fall and leave
Like a fine dust
From this aged book
I seem to learn
Yet

as thieves with everyone
I bought this bandwagon
And I’m broke so can
I get a penny for a thought? Better yet I need a dollar
While I wallow in this squalor

on collar
What's the dollar
My friends might holler
Who’s the squalor
Don’t lie don’t lie who’s the martyr
I might I might just take another
I'll never be

to the end with this knowledge 
Nothing will stay forever solid
But I ain't going to hold out a branch of olive
If you think the poor belong in squalor 
But

to the dollar, over the
Squalor of the bodies in the ground, I am

Off-tempo, I'm off-key
Don't know who I'm supposed to be
Gonna figure it out eventually

Apologies, to mama I'm a scholar but would rather squalor my dollars
Investing in something worth being lectured
Couldn't do college or as I call them,

the motherland
Tell your father
We trapping in the motherland
Squalor, wasn't ever in the plan
So we called it
We gon live as nice we can
Ballin different when

the squalors that I muddled in
Just to become a scholar, I'm one degree hotter
Did it for my daddy
Did it for my momma
They want me to be a doctor, I told 'em

unfriend living in my home
With my family, my mother, my younger sister and our pets
It is a tepid but constant squalor in the downstairs
Is this what

tryna holler at ya
She blue collar, but the scholars and the squalors @ ya
Dms, every pm, I know she see him, but I can't free him
But I'm still tryna

the stuff got overgrown
So I'm taller now
I'm a raging father now
Whiter than white collar now
Put your ass in squalor now
It's falling out

New gilded age

they just packin' Salami
Its: back to basics; the holidays off
Get my bread, till my livin' in squalor day's off
I need C.R.E.A.M. like Method, RZA,

a day go squandered
And as for the filth living down in the squalor?
He thinks that their fates are best left un-pondered
(Go!)
(Tsut, tsu-tsa tuh)
(Tsut,

out of this hell again

I am Job in this testament

Mommas boy you an Oedipus

Etiquette is irrelevant when

You live is squalor

cnd junkies live with

for a Mountain Holler
Know he gon' do it, cause he live in squalor
Real bossed up, I'm having a collar
He'll get beat for speaking off of topic
And he

as thieves with everyone
I bought this bandwagon
And I'm broke so can
Can I get a penny for a thought better yet I need a dollar
While I wallow in this squalor

Drag my name through the mud 
Feel I'm not what I was 
Live in squalor and drugs 
Probably just need a hug 
Heart strings getting tugged 
Slipping you

niggas in squalor
I'mma shine that's regardless
To be honest
Bitch I'm a problem
I got outta dodge
And I fucked around
Let the hemis sync
Now I'm

and contrasted with the fact that
I'm addicted to the same black coffee that gives me panic attacks
And how I'll wallow in the squalor
That will build up in

the children
As awful as Hilton
As scholar as Harvard
I squalor in filthiness
Imagine crashing and burning
Then having half of this turbulence
And then wishing I

my niggas to God
A caution
How come we livin in squalor
Stop it
They keep on painting us 
Starving martians
There be no patience
On all the topics
All

being fucking honest 
The consequence of conscience 
Is you suffer with no solace 
Dancing on the monuments 
That tower over your squalor 
Sure ho's have

deposits
Im still the hottest
And Im still not worried bout them paper dollars 
Word to your honor
Simple concepts bring you up to riches from squalor
So Im

a plucked you out of squalor
Tell me whose gonna love you like this
Knowledge in yo pocket, credit on a rocket
I support with all your ventures, I don't need