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I keep It real
I was raised by queen
So my blood is royalty
Ima real g
Thats why my life harder
If you feel the same way
Roll a zoot n spark it
Ill

Wanda
Cause I want the Cosmos pronto
My flow is on the Road Runnin' quick
I'm not the Slow Poke
I'm a quick son of a gun
Yes call me a Jetson
Mind is

some laundry son I really need to clean up 
But them dirty drawers can wait man I really need to re-up, my energy 

Pull up Netflix and watch

Wind brought us black smoke
From foreign lands.
Peace has been broken by your hands.
You will be slain, and ours will be avenged.
Blood for blood!

you are now the second son 
The brass white doors swing open
You’re welcomed by the Gods 
Taught a different language 
And now you speak like us

These

so bright


Seasons tá de volta pra te detonar
Só uma música não vai machucar
Vamos do verão à primavera
We came for your pleasure e você vai amar

If you knew the life they living you would be consumed
By the love of God
Makin something new
Out of broken things
I'm talking broken dreams
Manifested

useless tonight
It takes a lifetime to forget
And I have other things in the meantime
The store got raided by the FBI while we played Sega Saturn
Ryan cried

to you live and direct
Just wanted to get a lil somethin off of my chest
Time to reflect, where being the best
Wasn't defined by yo pockets or amount

concer
Cause God Dey by your side
You gonna concer
Me I come from the ghetto
I no be butter
No Dey look down on any man
Life is really shorter
Mama use

son me
Hate it or love it, I know that you love me
Because if you didn't, then you wouldn't listen
That void in your heart yea you know that I'm missing

motherfucking Super2jim nigga
El Dr. Seuss de rap
In el rap de Da Elotero
Nigga you're fat
They call you Garfield the cat
And you wish that your stomach was flat

has yet to come
Where one looks at me and says "Son, yes you are."
I would like to take your breath away
To give the world a new song
and make it better

break the yolk
Sick of dropping tears writing raps by the stove
Everything I known gone and left me alone
When I made it to Your sun dance I felt at home

any mix with the champagne I am a bubbler
Mom is a bitch then that makes you a son of a
Flip it and get it back call it a double up
Hit the store do it

just bounce back
I'm just stating facts
They say I couldn't do it you should see me now
I do it for my son hope I make him proud
Didn't need a gun just

By standing firm, you'll win your soul
Luke 21:19, for those that don't know
You must abide in the Son, you must abide in the Father
You must abide

greatest joy, the gift of your son 
I don't need to comprehend, I know this is not the end 
I'll be with my saviour and my friend

God hold me strong
God hold me strong 

May your will be done
I can never look back
Jesus clear the path
I will never look back
Jesus got my back

And that's what imma tell my son to think about
The next time the cops stop him
Don't be another lesson on how to breathe
While, Underneath, the knee

nothing 'bout pearly gates
Purgatory's fake
Cross of calvary my sins were laid
Christian this, Christian that
All that worthless verbal chat
Does your life

In the spirit of Nipsey
The Hustle and The Marathon continues
Cuz I've been grinding all day
I just want to tell you to stay focused on your journey

The Rights Power balance swings by the umbilical cord
Wants to argue on every single accord
As they gotta tucker and bucker
Hide under the son

as a kite
I always knew you wasn't down to ride
Was in the dark I had cut on the light
30 round glizzy it stay by my side
I never planned for this shit to go