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alone I fear

Come and see my mental home movies
I never am the star - the villain though by far
A good day can slowly waste away
And all that it takes

2 Timothy 4:2 says
Preach the word as official messenger
Be ready when the time is right
And even when it is not
Keep your sense of urgency
Weather

bitch in the club with some bright lights
I'mma sip 42 no dugg you know what it is
She be by her dolo till she seeing how we live
It's VZN!

She Be

Can we hit the jet skis
Tap me in wit the plugs
Cause I need the best weed
Freak mode start playing
They shaking ass on the ceiling
Man we live this

potions keep the secret that I told him
"Rocket finna blow up"
Aim for 42 Draconis
Sold em' on this tape before I sent the link across the modem
We

I been going through a lotta thangs
Oh you ain't me Oh you won't understand
I came along way from stacking bands
You wasn't there no you not my mans

understand that I stand above you
Your whole crew could round up and still just be 4'2
I haven't been impressed by any of these pro dudes
I just dance along

"At 3:42pm today
Local Rap Star was seen
Approaching Juju's Hair Salon
As he was confronted by a group of gangsters!
Let's go to the field for

Man, you know I had to put
My brother Von on this motherfucker (Von)
And turn this bitch the fuck up one time
For the one time (Boom, boom)
(Ayy,

to the almighty sun
Circumnavigated by globes
He was the one
Known to be the center
The chambers of his heart were made for no man or woman to enter
Made

with this hype sound
The things I seen'll make a grown man dream
The street's sayin', "Born by yourself, be by yourself"
Let my lyrics vibrate

Supa Star

Group Home

Da Undaground Sound, Vol. 3: East Meets West

1997

with this hype sound
The things I seen'll make a grown man dream
The street's sayin', "Born by yourself, be by yourself"
Let my lyrics vibrate

the stakes
If we go into debt, at least we got some good takes
On a reel-to-reel 4 track through some pawnshop mics
That reek of '42 vintage Lucky Strikes

Is to find a rat to feed it
Im livin life swell, can't complain no ma'am
Cuz as a man ain't no complain
You gotta get it how you live
cnd I wasn't

we'll blow a bag,
There's no need to pack a bag

She on live like, 
This must be a joke bro

Cus I'm blowin' money fast,
and I'm nothin' like her last

My

the mac and cheese, nxgga please, down on your knees, as we drive by something,
Something's gotta change, I know this shit is strange,
That's the only way

don't want you to see me cry)
Yea, You Understand?
(I, I, I, don't want you to see me cry)
This here's real man harsh but hard
If you can't take it
You

Them penitentiary calls keep a nigga grounded
Talking to my People keep me level headed
Wanting more Its a different lifestyle
Concrete walls a drive

make money on a verse
Blessed
My starter main course and desert
Blessed
The only thing they serve me respect
Blessed
Soon get a house by the beach

people there running in fear
They ruin their lives by just being scared
I'm sick of all the lies sick of the pain
And sick of all the fights
People they do

for this God that has always lived in man
Desiring us to formulate a plan to clean the land from filth
So stand, you could live truth and not regret

the best I could ever desire
Greater is He that's inside
Me take a loss, man the devil's a liar
(The Real Ghost Rider)
Yeah uh
Move by The Spirit, the real

champions
Y'all ain't live as us who is amping them
Here y'all captains go with that cap again
Stop actin man

Dollar dollar bill welcome to the players club

self now
Mama told me son behave yourself
I should always keep my hands down
Hands down
Hands down
Man we even kept our heads down
Hands down
Hands down