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just sat there
And it turned into a picnic
What about the first time you fell asleep on my chest
Jeeez I was blessed always seeking the quest to treat

Thankful for the moment
Breathin' I'm alive and yo I'm grateful
So I wrote it
I wonder at times
What's up with this life and how it goes
That one person has

cover when I bomb em the Sadam way
Get up outta harm's way or end up in the cross hairs
You don't wanna cross paths when its time for warfare
When it goes

Look at it, look at it, look at it, look at me
I'm like Coca Cola I'm popping
I'm too fly, take off rocket
When I'm off set I'm still on it
And your time

yo (so?)
Once bruised one time, 'tis forgotten
And once the plums is rotten
The skinzz'll cut your gums
At the corner store, a sign reads:
"For Sale:

goes your rap
Uh yea
When dinner is ready, the seat's just for me, all you vultures stay back
Cuz you don't give a fuck bout me, give a fuck bout you

close, and we grew up together
But if the story goes how I remember
We didn't end up so close in the end
Cause you had your choice of most any guy
With

hungry, hunting with no agreement
I ain't forcing shit, keep it shish
Got the green cheese on me, aim for the win
Wanna be something
By the look, you wanna

answered it
Lowkey typed
Run from it 
Cool disguise 
One by one
It hurt you most
Dislike vid
For me that goes
You not grateful
What you have
Why you cry
It

this for my health
Don't know if this'll work
Goes to show we're all just guessin'
Just know if it works
You'll be the second one I mention
We all gonna

still get rocked with a chop
And by the time I'm gone, they'll be knowing that I got some bops
Yeah
If you play, the choppa blow your back
If it's between

ain't rate us
I can't complain, it's the hard times that made us
Six dollars a hour, feel like the government slave us
I almost slip but this life goes

Natal province of South Africa
This was known as Black December
Today
Black December has returned
Only this time
It's worldwide
Here comes the nasty

life by the neck pull her dress up
Tried to fuck me but I fucked her better
I want my success I won't let up
Learning to let things go
So it don't fuck

Of one of those ready to die for the sake of their high
I'm sayin, this ain't even rap no more this is good times
Jimmy Walker's out on the street throwing

Into the folds of time, crossing the great river
There is a holy ground hard to be found

This ground is so mellow
That many are the ones who rowed

say I'm busy and ignore my phone when it rings
But lately I'm realising that I can't do everything
Got a lot of pressure on my shoulders
A day goes by I

can handle by himself, but every time he's made a master can't
Imagine what'll reach him. He's so tolerant and passive
Blasted, alimo-grits undo

but as the story unfolds
I start to learn that all this time I've been ignoring my soul
It goes
Do you see me or who I'm trying to be
I'm all alone, I'm

Y'all say I'm a writer, I'm a riot in human form.
Scratch that. I'm the side of you that you ignore.
The one that goes ""takeover"" mode when you're

that never ends
And like a John Wayne Western it goes on and on, my friends
I'd heard that in this family, it's all peace and love and harmony
But I

that shit for later
Till the next hour, take the time to savor
Hundreds ain't shit (Nah) what's a few prezies
Hitting that motherfucker like it's

by the horny freaks it's all so fucking strange
We used to hang out all the time but now they're all busy
Fucking some random people in the club like

What goes up must come down
Lately I been feeling I’m the other way round
Now they know me all across the town
I was that kid in the back