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full force like a train (train)
Get in my way turn you to a stain
I be stayin' in my lane
Like D-Low got ice in my veins
This a free throw, you like Shaq

from dad
Stop askin' for it from mum
You got everybody in yo t-house mad
Wait
Dat's not even yo t-house
Dat's yo mums crib
You cant buy dat
No wonder yo

knows me knows my feet don't fit in clown shoes

They tell you, "Be yourself", and then they judge you on the internet
Till everybody hates you for it

You just want some pleasure
I'm dealing with pain
I'm gon' win regardless
But sometimes I go brazy
Sometimes I gotta let it be
Just wanna kill
Think

He dead, tell by the twitch
Free my brothers, I know they won't snitch
Like, like, what? I'ma get strange
Ooter got aim, like limitless range, like

ain't another movement like us
Lettin' their GATS blow
Verbally, you rap commercially
And we don't feel that
Personally, it hurts for free if
Not for real

on da ammo
We gone give it free
Huh heavy press I’m on his
Neck wit it
Tae b got da work out leave you
Stretched wit it
Niggas talking they some
Loose

Mama want me to settle down but I've got Bigger goals
Promoters tapped in on my line talm bout Bigger shows
Spent all my life trying create something

for
When they arrested me
They told me if I told they would set me free
But I took it trail
Real niggas got respect for me
It's easy to shoot
But it's

really not a way to me
I'm rich i might be wearin' all this
Shit at a charity event
I hear all these hoes
Sayin' they fuck-nigga free
But what they really

to the slab
Be the key
Show you that anyone can rock a beat to the beat
Hoping you'll listen to why you've been missing
Make an impression
Have everybody paying

feel that shit

I'm just tryin to get my bread up, stockpile a couple grand
Niggas went sour, I just went and got a plan
Had to realize, everybody that

away and put it in the fire
Look into my self into my hearts deepest desires
If nobody was judging me and everybody was loving me
Then what would I be

on my zone
Was the path named by fathers name
I just wanna be Okay
Count my days but its still in my name
Every Lyrics made by me
It's based on my XP age

Sensitive

Brother Ali

Plays, Strays & Stays: A Rhymesayers 2018 [Recap]

2018

just wanna grow privately, be free a minute
Plus my soul don't always have peace within it
I tell the truth, but I can see that I'm conceded with it
I

pain, my gain
my love, my hate, 
It all comes back to same place, hey wait, my fate isn't gonna be decided
By another mans ways, i'm in control of my damn

but scared to be a martyr
Die for shit today that keep me free tomorrow
Die for shit cause hey I'm worried to have daughters
Worried to have a son get

The mindset is colonial
Self Hatred and lack of confidence
We got that when we submit to the
Fraud called, Jisus chrai
You know his name
Wetin be his African

move
Then I'm is a fashion show
Sosii Baby
That lights camera action glow
Got these lor boys all acting irrational
Just to be factual
I keep this shit

as a whole gotta move different
We've got to protect black women
We've got to keep them comfy
Keep them safe cus this world is fucked
And it seems everybody is

misled stay your head on His word, get fed
If it wasn't for His grace we should all be dead
Everybody make mistakes praise God, He bled
You in that dirt,

the treats, central banks got the lease
Docile now complete, corporate niggas runnin' streets
Suit and tie, be the wicked wise

in monopoly it's scorching in

on the M-I-C
Five years we know there's no diggity
Free at last see the light in me
What goes up must come down
I'll be around while you heading towards

came in
But I don't ever change at all
Hold up that's okay
It sound familiar I don't think it's by mistake
It's like Btown got 'em starving I can see