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Yeah
Another cold winter
This is a true story at least it's based on one
My race against time but it's chased by rum
Too numb to take the lead
Stuck

Great uncle got bombed by a few
Now I'm vested up
New age
I'm ticking to
An atomic tune
I'm not talking suicide squad
And that was old news
I'm

know (don't you know)

Ya I want you
I ain never knew love like this
You never been touched like this
And I hate to be forward but I'm one of them you

at first
But he didn't even know what he was up against at each verse

Damn Ma'am The Mammogram came back it's bad
So i need to use my hand to exam
I Fondle

to the people that I used to love
That I used to love
That I used to love
That I used to love

Big star
Little kid
Allegory

Finish lines
Be surprised
By

SHARPEN THE AXE

Once upon a time
You were on fire for God
You fought the good fight no matter how hard
As time went by you stopped reading the Word

I know ya heard lies by every dude in your life
So to prove that I'm right, take the view of us guys
Make a list of pros and cons and hopefully
You

sings like a pendulum, Only fate has the answers
Crown these moose antlers , Rap for Pay
These rappers pan handling
Play ya cards right, My hand is like

He dented my hood, that guy should pay me
Mans tearing up your citations
Stop sending fines, I'm fully losing my patience
No court dates, cos Jrod is

want a n***a in it Surrounded by some sinners, got a demon and an angel on my shoulder
Tryna tell me what to do Somewhere along the way they done knocked

time spent towards me
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you, i hate you)
Can you hold my hand,
Can you hold me tight,
Make me feel at home,
Make me feel like home
I'll do it all again one more time if you can

us
Don't want the fame Nah
Technically I don't go by that name no more
It's IllJUNKIE$ on the beat
He's here to create for ya
If you talking shit on my

gotta loose the stoke
Don't mean you gotta be all robo with ya soul
Don't mean you gotta loose the gold
Golden smile so bright it shining out like angels

prepare for a dinner date
Escargot, slugs fresh up out the nickel plate, nigga…
Oh, Shit, bro!
Nigga, you passin' the scalp to Thomas Who?
Like "What

some love
I was nervous at first
It's time to man up
Just follow my plan
Then put cash in my hand
It's a slippery slope
A dangerous road
A perilous

To all ya motherfuckers from my home city
If you got something to say say it in my fuckin face
Cuz I'm fed up with shit faces like you all
If you don't

Peace woah
It's about to be a closed casket
Feed em to the animals Carol Baskin
Comin back in this bitch with the mask and
Put ya hands up
Like we got it

a nigga toke
On point like a nigga loaded
Hands down like a nigga folded
Zip-tie like a nigga sold it
Loud pack like I be smoking
Up down like a nigga wrote

years later
Now they want to match the energy but we to major
Niggas ain't cuffing nothing but they hands and a shackle
Juke around them pussy niggas who

Klonjez the rap maker baby
Bayelsa pinkie again
I got a fine girl by my side
Okwaya ya ga abukwa my wife
E don tay when I dey find love funny enough

ecstatic
I hide his body in the attic
I drive up semi automatic
Spray down ya family
I'm great I move and then I'm static
I'm psychiatrically acrobatic

love so lil baby acting bolder
Lowkey crazy I don't wanna have to show her but I'm
Bi-Polar
Bands in one hand, other holding double cup how the hell i'm

pan under a big flame
My mental health is suffering planned for a big change
Hands on the clock go round but the shit same
Stagnate
I got hitched