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the sand
I held excuses like your Grace, I took advantage of the chase
But you caught me with red hands

And I know the Blood has washed me white but this

Yeah, bitch I'm migrating host
Smoking by myself near the water, conscious crystal clear
Seeing blue and red in the rearview, yeah I
Gotta shift my gears,

child."

I'm suffocating
In this vague oppressive fog
Human inhuman capabilities
Awakened by a need for a specific idea
Of what the real God is
It's you, I

by Two-three Temp gang forever I'll Dunk on the whole team Know how to rob

But I can't work no triple beam These niggas Worse than hoes Always wanna

life, hollow bullets in, Thats your spine
Ridin' with the Glocks and the choppers out
Catch you slippin' by yourself, Walkin' out the Waffle House
Fuck

I'm too smooth with it
Seen you from afar
By yourself at the bar
With a drink in your hand
Looking good with it
Then I slide thru
Just like I should
I

Stranger in a red coat
Always out at night
You better lock your door
(Oh no)
The devil came to town
Walking down the road
Looking for a soul
You must

hard when I leave her
Same hood where my ken got pinned for ten dollars
Wrong sale, wrong time, sniffed out by rottweilers
Just red and blue flashes

to love you now)
My brain at the centre of stars crashed, and it passed by me
How do you live with yourself knowing we're all dying?
I spent most of my life

and you lost all your health
Taking my style, and you hang it by a belt
Laying around in the house, and I'm ripping apart, and I'm breaking in everything

Consumed by hate through all your years of pain
Your past torments you everyday
What you thought was a phase became routine
And now your seeing red

You smile, I forget to breathe
Mesmerized by the way you look at me
Baby, I think I'm falling in love with you
With you
You speak, and all my worries

soo efficient when I did it
Yet I'm still unhappy with what I made

Red or blue country color coded
And business a lie
Favoritism inside of business

itmes
Want to understand signs
See how tI'me flies
Waiting afterlife
Some motherfucker with red eyes
Got in gunfight not died - dead by design
Declined I

work, you gotta practice (All day)
Until you sounding like yourself (One tone)

I'm from Mbikwakhe ngale Zone C (Kasi lam')
35 ligcwele s'bovu (Red dirt)

from the underground/directly out of the Roots

Satellites/ this is world view/ red- white -blue lights/give concrete a sad hue
I never see liberty when

these these niggas I don't like these man see dem real life walk by these man
Touch me rambo good nights these man u hype these man know gyal that will

honey
Your baby knows best
The only thing that wont happen today
Is a simple moments rest
So put it away
And put it to rest
And get yourself dressed
Love

suppress
Lost are all the others
You have found yourself at last
Baptized by the Brothers
As you wade into the past
Psalms and prophecies
Set your heart

There's a town that sits off of 54
A little place where I was born
I swear the Lord blessed this side of earth
By sayin let there be fords and corn

powerful
My lips are really weak

I am not a gangster
I'm inspired by most of em
Shout out to my father I can't boast of him
Momma taught me how to be

taking the fucking ring wanna know something
I seen I saw you with them cheating. I could have stabbed him red, but I thought a song of revenge then again

Hey I'm Tabea
I go by Sweet T as well but find out for yourself
if I'm really that sweet..so  this is how my day went down
I woke up super tired even

light get out my way and the
Red light I change my pace and a
Green light I’ll be on my way
Because I’m winning to this song today
Wining To This Song