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I really feel the power
Always wasting time days go by like hours
If your friend is mad at you then buy them sunflowers
Right now I'm starving, I want

the times police still the criminals
We at a war over races can't help the color my face is
I was born with these features this who I am and they hate it
I

the land of walk ups and drive bys
Bet not stop at the wrong light
Confrontation is on site
Some beefs is all hype
So conformation is alright
War wit

K'Naan is a musician and poet

MOGADISHU, Somalia

ONE has to be careful about
Stories especially true ones
When a story is told the first time, it

We know,we ain't worried
He rose He ain't buried
And we done hopped up out the blue
It's really only one thing we can do
It's time we came with

I’ve been growing them for all my life
For all my life that’s what I know
That’s what I do in dim light
Every night, pretty much
Wage war
Shed blood
Body

selfmade men run everything and this is what they say
"once upon a time, we had an idea
Mr big thought it was a damn good idea
Together we made the idea

can't take it all in
I have a hard time enough with myself 
I'm struggling
I don't need your prayers
Followed by an Amen
I just need to forward March

Oh boy, oh
Before I was a nobody, oh
This country made me a somebody, oh
Hero fight and run away
Lead to fight again
United we stand, oh
Death by

of me
But I do have to introduce you to the boss in general
Someone extraordinary at the moment
And damnit boy shit he's the new boss in town
So don't

conversations with Benjamin 
Got me talking to these blue hunnits 
Car I'm in cost about 200
Put a thot on the road with a few onions 
Ain't got no time for

Oh damn
That boy's back again
Yeah yeah yeah
You already know what time it is
Don't matter what the fuck the clock say

It's Sean 420
Once a fucking

Y’all just  Soot now
Good riddance to you mumble rap bitches
Y’all gettin took out by my snipers and the look outs

Y’all got ya lil chips time to cash

Where your warrant at ain't no searching me
Say I'm resisting try to throw the cuff on me
Mane Please Come on
Put me on probation to keep a tab on me
Time

We Ready 2000

Pastor Troy

Pastor Troy for President

2000

undercover
My brother doing fed time, so I move nickels and dimes
Praying when he comes out I can break him off
He taught me all the game, make them boys find

boy Born and raised
Imma ride til I die
For da squad Commit a homicide
Make it look like suicide
Blue check mark Verifies
That he dead never lacking

gank that's life though
Whodie just like I thought -
Bitch was straight hatin' dog
Me I was 'bout having war
I was impatient ya'll
I stopped going by my

associates
I'm a bachelor
2% of African-American males
Got a masters
99% of you rappers
Don't own your masters
85% of people are enslaved
By the 10%

boy you ain’t hallucinatin’
That’s not a mirage, I promise that ya pupils straight
Red pill or the blue pill
No dozin’ no morphine
See the spirit realm,

to a war vet
You more like a four door Ford 
And I'm more like the gas to the floorboard of a Corvette
Where your boys at? 
I been ready to pop, since you

now i see the truth
So i hit the booth when I'm feeling blue 
Then i flow it through its all i know how to do
In my past life I mighta been

I got the money, blue hunneds
My bros say the same shit
I got this new 40 on me
Today I'ma bang with it
I put these bands on slow
Mo whenever I lane

my man
White man's burden

You paid the price, you followed orders
Months at a time laying in
Ambushes by the borders
The blunt cackle of gun battles

screenplay Diallo or G. Floyd, we monsters, labeled, affirmation “I'm a king” to feel able, so many brothers by design grow & be an cbel, boys in blue follow