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I stood there and I waited
Looked into the black abyss of my pupils, and thought to myself- what is this thing that We call life
When we baptize

Me Against the World

Tommy Wright III

Genesis: Greatest Underground Hits

to find me nigga in the middle of these Skreets
4 cornas is where I stay
ain't na' nigga runnin punk
you gone die or I'ma die cause it ain't no room for

it
He going home and then he rap about it
Now they gone bump it all up in the party
I got my boys, I'm not sippin' Bacardi
I'm in a Limo rolled up by

at nigga
Queens where you at staten island where you at
Yea im from the nine they call it the land
Shooters by the deli i hope you understand
Feds in the van

get that
Getting older, just accepting that
I'm a fuckin' menace, can't hide that
Skin is black and I know the truth
Since you're moving on, won't you

of people who doubted me?
Let me open the books lemme lick her page
Going off the top ?like the front page of a header
I TMNT on TNT all black like bet I

a Uncle Sam 
Without the practice
Or rehearsal 
Of you give me that
I’ll take this
Then you purchase 
According to the law
Black is five percent 
From

see all the shit I'm exploring
Hitting at night then I'm gone in the morning
I'm dodging the law and I'm ducking from warrants
That bait isn't Norman

colors of void
Praying scriptures cause my mind is at war
Who gone help out the boy
Tryna shine like the star of the north
I'll pay the price, just to live

them niggas then I really was convinced
That I'd rather be surrounded by my dogs like I'm Vick
But fuck it, I was young so you couldn't tell me shit
Bro

for the life that you living so it's falling out
The tables and your pockets turn
Sold your soul for seconds in heaven but now you gone burn
Lesson

to this
Smoking a quarter a brick
You know that all of these old ass haters be mad when they daughter on dick
I can't be bothered by anyone typing no

Road [Album Version]

Don Johnson Big Band

Don Johnson Big Band

Keep one eye on the road
The other one fixed on the one you hold

The windshield is bombarded by rain
I can only see black and yellow in my brain

a behemoth
Bringing back the flows, cause that shit is pretty seamless

2021, at the mall, have a free disk
Shordy flex that body like those those black

with me 
I been Michael Phelps with the flow I mean truthfully 
Moving by myself I'm alone like the wolverine

Wait woah 

Saif she wasn't into black

And I'm dipping the wontons
This is the swan song
And it just going on
The tracks after this
Are an appendage it's gone long
Feel is Randy Moss
How I still

my roots dawg, with all these black thoughts I have
I feel a relapse
Niggas still in the field
Tryna find that comma in a haystack
I need me a Jill

tied to a kite
Cursed by the tongue for my soul that's why I hand write
Story of my life inked in black on white
The I step in the booth deliver passion

strong gelato
Art Basel Hong Kong blow some dollars
Still going dumb and popping collars
Grind Everyday like it’s no tomorrow
Studio late night poppin

"Young Skywalker"

I have not given a fuck since 1991
And I will put that on my
Life by my motherfucking gun
No killer but I do not
Take no shit from

where the love at
Twenty missed calls, and they asking if I'm up yet
Thirty new friends out the blue, I don't trust that
Sturdy black Benz, peep

that do believe in luck
God by my side, and I still keep my glock (Glock)
Eyes on the price and I put them on lock
Yo! (Aye!)
Hold! (Aye!)
I don't fear

a "just ate ass" face, why y'all mad at him?/
The magnum, that you keep by your abdomen/
Better stay where it's at, I don't mind going back again/
Mind

hearts gone black like a fucking ashtray 
So get the fuck away and give me my space 
I said lil bitch get the fuck outta my face 

Like Han Solo 
But I’m