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standing tall like a fence
Don't play no games bitch we coming like the first months rent 
I'm hearing voices 
Demons stuck on my back 
Mind control if you

.. the evening of your life .. who was meant to get...

I love my sole lane and rap my arms in it's tenderness..

It's was caught engaged with open

Remember

Roine Stolt

Wall Street Voodoo

2005

provide without an end
How mysteriously lives can intertwine
To cross the path of an enemy or friend
I don't need all the turbulance and hate

and friends, I couldn't manage to keep
I honestly don't know where to start, cause this shit get really deep
Alone in the park, trying to get a sleep
Oh Before I

all in my parameter
Don't stutter or stammer, nah
Intent behind the action like Femi was by the camera
Take a look around like a panorama
Still waters

Yuh!

Still don't give no kind of fucks!
Always kill the game so my niggas keep a lot of bucks, think about it
Niggas living in the fast lane, I take it

hail down
Fire rains screaming out in dire pain
Chase Freddy's ass down Michael Meyer's lane
The world is living shiesty and I
Don't know who to trust

tell from the pain
Them n****s stuck, and I stayed in my lane

I came here for the money, and it came with the fame
Don't compare me to no average

while our real lives come undone
And stay home and watch re-runs, but I don't want your sympathy
Fuck your help
Everyone's an expert on everyone else

I smoke that gas by the gallon gallon 
Imma fuck on that girl like im moving mountains 
Get on that rug just like I'm alladin 
Aint no talking

't crash tryna fit they lane
It took a long time just to heal this pain
So I thank god
Cause even when I'm sinning he on his job
I don't pray enough

Thank you, Thanks
Thanks ok, I appreciate that
Uhm—I go by .onlythefools
But, my friends call me O
And ahhh—I just wanted to perform this
This piece

Damn... Guess it's time you playas sit back
Get this work, lucks loaded when I spit that
Gone have the whole game buzzed by the morning
While you yawning

and Wesson (on a blicc)
Switching lanes now I'm hitting the gas (phew phew)
Cops behind me but 100 on the dash (don't look back)
I'm so trashed I hope I don

a jungle surrounded by snakes
Living a world surrounded with hates
Masquerades don't go out on a date
Life is a journey you never be late
some of this people

Brrrt, boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Hahaha griselda
Grr, Griselda, man, GxFR griselda

Live from motherfuckin' East Side
Buffalo, New York,

never fail ya
He be using me and I'm a failure
Got me suited up, He a tailor
Purposed in God, I don't give it a rest
See me in public with yah on my chest

[Intro: Bone Crusher] + (Ludacris)
I-20 nigga (Break bread nigga) Yeah
Don't get skull drug (break bread nigga) Fuck nigga
What (Break bread nigga)

down, litty again
The game don’t want to see us winning again
Dark cloud cause your energy too finicky friend
From begging to end...
Oh yeah we ready for

the beat up

And 2Lou told me I be chillin too much
So fuck it I'm turning the heat up

In a lane by myself
Can you keep up

Ion care if it's cheaper to keep

ain't finna lose)
Ask yourself will he be stick by your side
You was for the everyone never be mines
Go ahead do your thing I don't mind
Hoe around na I

They say don't get high of you own supply
But I'm selling it and inhaling it
And haters say that I'm irrelevant
But them niggas not that intelligent
Keep

It's this shit that don't gotta make no sense
Yea let the haters hate
Got a death wish
Probably live 'til I'm 88
Grey dreadlocks and can't see

with no pop
Best believe I don't stop until the reaper come n knock
I wasnt born for makin music but music was made for me
Writin dottin I's and always