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what you mean by that?
Mean by what?
You is a grimy nigga f'real, I see whassup
I don't even know why I fucked with you from the door
Cause you know

an album by Traverse 
c collection of different emotions, thoughts
Triumphs and tribulations
Enjoy

Accepted Eclectic

Aceyalone

Accepted Eclectic

2001

something you not- and don't lie to me
Ebony and Ivory
Keys on my piano playin'
Tryin' to test some music, but the rhythm push my your hand away
Easy

wasn't setting yo bedding
I don't get it
This wasn't gonna be on the album
But my momma the reason
I made this album
Without her
I wouldn't be where I am
I

insulted by the proposal
It's like they forget I'm the mogul
The trainers are in JD Australia
And that means we're goin' global
I don't wanna be

just don't make 'em like me
Lately protectin' my peace... pursuin' my savior
(Lord God, I come to you a sinner... Inshallah)
Apologies accompanied by

There’d be change makes you sick
To your stomach but it’s shit you can stomach
Cause how you play the fool game and just keep on gunning
Don’t worry about

And the white to make you float
Getting higher by the blow
Diamonds don't go broke
White diamonds always the goal
Show her some watch her devote
Her brain will

with me
Treat you to some MBD
Flame walking, straight talking into the night
Fate got a string stirring deep in my heart
I'd do what's right for you, I'd

Any time you'd like to fight I will oblige
I can show you pain
But from this day forward you'll only be
Known as "prey"
I'll stomp you out like

act unscathed
It comes with the territory life goes on anyway

The truths they'll tell the things they say
The ways I've been complicit and I've been

if it's not the first album it'll be the second album, if it's not the second album it'll be the third album. I'm not just trying to say imma come out

own well
My mind made it to a place of perfect peace
My pure heart looked at God and saw me
Still filthy in the flood of my own eyes
Made holy by

into the deep end
By unpopular demand
But what I been through’s what I wrote through
I cuss, fuss, but courteous as fuck when I approach you
This album's

on killer mode,
My date nights are on thriller mode,
Rappers' album’s filler mode,
A Silverback Gorilla in Atilla mode,
I don’t need the Gram,
To tell me who

don't wanna be famous
Fame, money, stars, shows

Fame, Fame, Fame, Fame
Fame, Fame, Fame, Fame

I wanna get high in the whip
And drive right by a cop
Who

parks and zoos and things to do with my son
The nightlife ain't all that, but that's okay
I don't need to be distracted by the devil every day

all that, but that's okay
I don't need to be distracted by the devil every day
And the jobs ain't really too hard to find
In fact, you could have mine

to get away
I'm following you blindly, ayy
You don't even know the shit I do
To get my life this way
I grind my life away
To send a message
While I'm makin

Five stars on the wanted poster
I'm drinking, I'm out my mind, You know I'm never sober
Don't know the subject of time so bitch it's never over
Hit them

Simmons Incorporated

Run-D.M.C.

Crown Royal [Clean]

1999

To unaware, open season on a duck, we don't give a what
Yo best best to give it up
Sho indeed, let's Run D's MC's, they phony
Some hump free, they mad bogey

The Club

Kid Capri

The Piece Maker

2000

't stress nuttin
Bought your album, that's how I broke the eject button
Don't stress dudes, we just plot our next move
Make niggas look stupid like joggin

I'd want to read you, get between your covers
And really know you, hey baby
Take you word by word, know your every line

Chorus.
I wouldn't put you

I'm from
You get dropped like you heavy this life is a bloody game
They act like yo homies 'cause you got the money
You see won't that man again
Don