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Every night I walk down the street alone
Every time I die, Everytime I put my hands up, and say give me everything that you fucking got
You sound

you know that your baby boy will give sight to a blind man?
Mary, did you know that your baby boy will calm the storm with his hand?
Did you know that

you like falafel, i'm joking,
You know i keep the deuces up,
Peaceful but I can take the smoke like a loosie does,
Stay distracted by a little hoochie

will come with time

Three little angels dance
Given to me by chance
And a man who loves me for who I am

This is a dream I live
I know it's all a gift

any game I played 
By older niggas who told me to give up 
It’s not worth it 
Find it annoying when someone tells me that I can’t do it 
They don’t know

Caliente Crips, give Lil Wayne a tug
A lot of pistols and shotguns
Bitch, you can have one
Bitch, come grab some
Wait
All you bitches play it up, up
We all

straight, little homie, you ain't
Don't let them put you in a box, cause you still gon' be great
You gon' give it all you got, and that ain't enough for

Trelawney
She don't check for nobody she just out here surviving
She said if I make her smile I can stay fro a while
I'm the man for the job got my hand on my

day
An old man says can't you smile for me
If you never been late
To pay your rent 
If you never been fed 
By the government 
If you never had to give

nigga, shouldn't played your hand
Said she want her bag bigger, she fuck with the man
Ion think these little ass niggas understand
I ain't get no rest in

Butterflies, dandelions, and daisies
Catch a vibe, we're getting high and lazy
In the green grass
Next to my queen's ass
Man I can't believe that
I'm living what

minus 6, that little bitch got her hands on my dick
She ain't even ask, she just reached in
Imagine if that was me creepin'

T-L-C, no singin'
I'm brand

Feel like the man, She want a 10
Do what I want and you do what you can 
Moving in silence that cant see my plan
Open my wallet that's multiple bands

the fate of man, 
A flash of white lightning like two worlds colliding,
Unnoticed by the hour hand,
Upon the horizon, a force that cannot be contained,

dot the doe, I can't forget the slam
I put these little niggas on, I feel like Vince McMahon

Forget I'm famous, I'm might up it on the camera, man

Man, you guys are so slow
Here you are
Yap, yap, yapping away
Wait, what the fuck
This is a freestyle beat I asked for
Dude shut the fuck up and hop

It's too dark and cold in the sewers
It's too dark and cold for my pretty little head
We followed you down to the sewers
So please give back our

You put the cigarette between my lips and let it burn
You sweet like cinnamon
What a gift
A lesson I'd love to learn
Only a little bit of you is all

Just like you

Listen
She might sound a little country
But that's just what I like

Mm, the way that girl walk by me
I thought she modeled in a magazine

moves as smooth as Casanova

She like a porn star, she wants seven racks
Make it rain on her ass when she dance
I don't got no fuckin' ring up on my hands

Contemplating reasons not to pick me up a pole
Tears on my face wonder why I do the most
Ion give a fuck bout no one but me
Brass knuckles on me and an all white

a senseless trance of debt
With a forlorn man with his beard unkept
Tracing my steps to a calm cool head
Just a trip on the hand who once gave me bread
Spit

And I know I gotta get on,
Cause I can't keep standing round waiting,
So I hand my ticket out,
To the conductor and take my seat,
I'd give any, thing

her name on driftwood from ocean tide
So that drum you hear beneath me
When I come walking by
Know that it's a proud and happy Cherokee man
Watching