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1st movement: THE PICTURES 

""SUNDAY""
LAST NIGHT I INVITED YOU TO GO TO THE PICTURES
I THOUGHT THAT WE COULD GET ALONG OK
AND WHEN I FELT YOUR KISS

My names's Keali'i Pahukoa, I'm 21 years old, and I'm addicted to hip hop
I've been an addict since I was 12

I got a rap addiction, aftermath

Drew but they got some Nancy inside
And my niggas hitting licks and some shit that can't be implied
Views crazy, numbers running like 21
LT I can ride

get killed nigga!

Bought the beamer then I caught a case nigga
Before the drugs, the guns & hoes.
I broke the law
I didn't know being black was against

pretty
Cuz the game need me

Yeah the gang need me
To make it out the box
Like the picture frame was leaning
(Yeah)
They wasn't seeing what I was seeing
So

Yeah e A A A
They call me O.T
Baddaman Flow C
We At the club popping dom Perignon
Cause wallet they breathe so more live to the coin
Savage 21 so his

INTRO:

SQUIRE I STILL FEEL YOU

PEACE TO MY NIGGAS, J, SMARTIE
HOW THEY GONA BE PART OF THE BIGGER PICTURE IF THESE BREDDAS CAN'T PAINT? I AIN'T

fast, hurt my knee
To my gang, ride for me
If I die, slide for me
USA economy
Guns and guns, Zack and Cody
Harry Potter got them sticks
Hittin' hard like

I got New IceMan
I'm the new Top Gun
This view got a few options
New Top Gun, I got blue income

Like a Maverick, Renaissance Man
Luka Magic, the way

1112

GZA

Beneath the Surface

1999

or anyone
I die by the gun, my life has just begun
Thought I was livin all along, but I was wrong
This long road I have to travel in countless battles

and die by the gun

But if you own a gun, man, better not say what you saw
Had to cut out my friend cause I thought he was true
But he wasn't true, man,

on the picture
Sparks, gun fire sent, where he went
Did I miss? Perhaps, he collapsed on his back
Ten to the head
Either that or pins in his legs
Niggas go under

I wanna go to L.A
Stackin' up racks and stackin' up packs
Build this shit brick by brick
I'm puttin' shit out with help from young ten

You know I'm

third degree
(Get the knowledge?) Suspicious niggas up in
There don clicked brick
I think he used to cop that Chronic
By the way I think don bone killed

Yeah, this the Shady Records mixtape (yeah)
Invasion, mixed by the Evil Genius (50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo)
G-Unit

This rap shit plays

friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't

might be 21 or she might be 85
And she’s probably already got your long card number

Photoshop yourself into a memory
And show the world ‘cos of course

at home
If I try and paint a picture from my eyes
I'll have you know
It's impossible to understand so our image
Tells us what we need to know
I can't be

through the institution
Fighting the cold, he got life, but he twenty-two, shit
Twenty-two below, only 2-1 cells
Six by eight, forty-eight square feet,

a freak
Psychopath also bleeds
I'm a product of the streets
Raised by society
Hype, hype, like shit
This shit be giving me thrills
20, 21 mills
Don't wanna

tho[00:23.23]I like bein by myself too much know you hear the dial tone[00:26.67]It's not on purpose I Feel furthest from the milestone[00:30.06]I'm gonna work so

with a Glock in the hills[02:21.92]Pop out with Glocks harassed by cops but I ain't lookin' to kill[02:24.62]I just wanna get rich and buy my mama

of light[00:17.69]Covered wagons formed in a circle 'til[00:21.71]the stars disappear in the dawn's early light[00:28.50]The horses are tethered, the kids sleepin'

Everyday struggling with addiction, the perks to addicting, my brains contemplating, suicide
No one by my side, last girl left me all alone, thought