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man try to front he get slugs in him
Because

He ain't a crook son (son)
He just a shook one (shook one)
We live the life that of diamonds and guns

We lead the attack and fail to live fast
Vigilance a thing of the past
For a claim to fame 
We willing to pay a tax split the flames
Smoke is what they

What he did is he said I'm gonna go make bend her to their Avenger been her some crazy movie like that now the heads of the studio thought he was insane

What's your message
Uh
I just live life
Some call it luck
Most try to bite
Leave you dumbfounded
When looking for me
So gone
Reaching new hieghts
Still

the flaws in my ways

Had to get beat down
To hear what the
Most High said
Yup

Earthly convo
Don't thick
Gladly die
Before I try to ride beside y'all bitch

no longer up and coming im the artist that didnt make it
imma product of my actions I never faked it
just cus u in the studio do not mean you

sound?
I can't make it out, the volume, so quiet yet so loud
Astounded, I stand in awe
Confounded by what I heard, contradicting what I saw
I observe no

the way this ain't no suicide note
This a precaution because
Where I live it's do or die hoe
And just in case if I forgot to to
Well here it go

If I die

arrived
No one's time, all of combined, could make this alright
May you live in interesting times, well...
What do you think will happen when we die,

my auntie is a man now, slight bravado
Scratchin' the likes from lotto
Hopin' that she pull up tomorrow
So I can hang out in the front seat
Six by

"Bye boys I'll see you in a few hours, gotta hit the studio, spit some new bars. By the time I'm back don't smoke all the dope or better dart

to plan it
But the dreams are real
Fly around the planet
Sip on sweeter things
As I understand it
Live by lesser means
But have greater standards
Take

the doorway.
The boy nowhere in sight. Gone to get the keys, most likely,
have to move fast. He picked up the suitcase and started for the corner.
Made it.

step
Like a prosthetic leg
I see monsters in my head
That's why I rap with such aggression
I tear down studio sessions
Rappers scared, they walk in

Cali his first name's Julio
Shorty came through to the Telly and we made a movie bro
(What) I'm in the stu on live
Brodie said "hop in the V let's go for

to live
Getting by just writing away
With my God given gifts

So what if I can spit out a rhyme
And have the balls to get up on the mic
Unlike most of y'all

surrounds every day
The battle that broke you
Was not your fight
And it still ain't right
Don't want to live
In a shrine
To the days that have passed by
Don't

Yeah I got a bit of self respect
Don't wanna go out in a gruesome way
Cleaned off the cold concrete
Yet the less it hurts, it's more prone to fail

it
Feelings start to surface
I tell the bros
Live your life by the code
And watch watch yo soul
Walk yo house in a robe
Cant balance long
Like hot feet

leave me alone
What's the point of living anyways?
Most of y'all are dissappointed with type of life y'all made
I'd rather be alone
I don't need another

That’s why I preach at the corner store
To the thugs who don’t feel it
I go where most don’t wanna go
Say what most don’t wanna say
Some things you don’t

who love the most the ones who getting hurt
Never been the one to let people say what I'm worth
I'm just tryna find my purpose between every word
So you

these losses get deadly
You defined by what you would do & in sum
You really are the shit you live by
And part of niggas you would give 5
Plus shit you

Lifting Shadows

Oddisee

Alwasta

2016

shooting its citizens dead in the streets
I used to live in Northeast D.C. not too far from Capitol Hill
White House here, trap house there, they were so