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more than a reverend or a fuckin pastor
On my marlon craft shit, you gotta do the work
Niggas would just sit and just hope for the government
Would

line of honest men
The family surname is Solomon
Our line of work is foundations
Been in business since way back when
Paved the way for a mighty handsome

more than a reverend or a fuckin' pastor
On my marlon craft shit, you gotta do the work
Niggas would just sit and just hope for the government
Would

Up on the Hill
There's an old cul-de-sac
Where I finally learned how to pray
Surrounded by all
Of the brothers and sisters
That I made while

out that’s power ten boys that’s facts ten thousand then by see my dick it’s time to show me what you got without calling in your head every girl dirty

Yo men 
Seeking some 
Seeking some shelters 
To sleep on our streets 
Are more and more numerous to see
Nothing’s changing
Things are gonna change

Ughh
Shoutout My nigga Ty Goods, D, My nigga Joker
We in here shouout Chi
Ayy
Fear none but god nigga we both men you bleed too
Skirting off in that

of men
It's like a weapon you don't hear when it shoots
And the only way to fight it is to sit there in silence until it ends
Your defense is by revealing

tell you how much it hurts to write a verse 
Of a curse that works thru saying the right words in 
Order to justify her getting away with murder that

Overwhelming stress thought
It would be my downfall
Perfectionist personality
With some OCD tendencies
In an unhealthy work place
Yea, that's a bad recipe
You

it's sickening
Just one thing that you should know
It's all about the Benjaminz

They say gangstas move in silence
They say all brown men know is

Got lyrics in my head 
Can back it up with flow
Alliteration's how I said it
Embedded by more dope 
My thoughts have meaning
But lack cause 
Need

to exhale you know
As men we hold sh*t in internal pressure stretch out our souls
Why live ya life in vein when you could use the almighty vessel?
See through

men
I never been a hater
Hatin ain't where it's at
My finger where the seven and
A half karats at
You ain't even gotta wonder what
The women starin

and cause them to work for free 
And build a glorious civilisation
Now her first response when he made this request of her was
That type of activity will

the end
With all the men I've brought back from the brink
Some things still work much better than you'd think
So while there's spunk and thrust and drive

of how you behaved
Sad to say some thought you’d end up as the cliché
That they use for black men, you know the only two ways
When you coming from the hood

I ALWAYS LIVED IN FAIRYTALE LAND 

AND BY THE TIME I MET YOU I THOUGHT I WOULD NEVER MEET MY PRINCE CHARMING  

AND THEN I MET YOU  

AND YOU WERE

Living in downtown Los Angeles
Surrounded by some blacks and hispanics
While I'm walking through a campus full of white folk
DPS texting us with

got the smarts, plus the body though
Style so wild, she works out and got a smile like Rosario...
Dawson, ofcourse her clutch and her heels match 
No

making
All this weed I'm inhaling, bottom shelf I be drinking
women I'm degrading, I'm sorry I couldn't take it
Dad loved his work, but he couldn't ever

Locked up in the feds, riot start better tie yo shoes
The bitch you love on her work breaks be sending nudes
I was a good hearted Nigga streets turned me

808

Blaque Ivory

Street Vibes, Vol. 4

2000

your toes when she makes her body roll
And that girl don't work it slow like I do

Babe, is it true that one day you called her my name?
It was then

Fake it, tell a lie, then it's bye to a guy
That's my ally, make 'em go bye-bye like it's a drive-by
Like it's a Sci-Fi movie scene, we let the sparks