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and the nighttime blinding
My oh my are we confined
And I hope you find me I won't forego,
Right by your side is my only home
And I wrote you this tape what a private

snow for the winter but the trees be the best
Ridin' down the 7 we connected to the 4 with the music up loud nd the petl to
the floor
Cke Cke Cke we

And so I write words down
Not heard is any sound
Too many years by
Go seven years almost
Show I'm alone so much
In my nightmares am I stuck
But on this

discussing
And some say that I be killing
Not people but these bars
Put me in a prison
Cuz I spitting fire for y’all moms
And that’s ok
Cuz I’ll make it one

anyway
Patience is one thing
But just look at me
No one told me to murder these beats
But I did it
Who knows
This one might be enough for an offense maybe

filthy landlubbers what we're made of. Are ya ready? Let 'er rip!

I'll make you swab the deck and then I'll throw you in the brig!
I swear I'll make you

move
Io ni execution waiting, iko overdue
No more playing peekaboos
Sorry mistari napika ni lethal for sure
And I've been killing all these beats they

together 
For the one the only Harlem's heart the king of castle gill 
Often counted out and left behind but never forgotten by god
I wasn't mad at god I

up 85 on the dash
Wondering is this the dream are we really free at last
Then you see the news another death by the cops hand
Black man you ain’t free

Flowers always grow when conditions are the worst 
Money on my mind I can’t put these bitches first 

Even when I’m sick dawg I ain’t skipping work 
You can

these shortcomings appealing
I'm back from the port
Now out to Philly for a wedding
Boujee my Egyptian cotton bedding
Your flaw is in forgetting
I'm loyal

of the fluffy stuff
You could never OD
One breath in Im transcending to heaven
We gon puff puff first
Then Ill pass it off second
Greeted at the pearly gates
By

tryna address the man dem who have swayed
Coz he’s cleaned up the mess from the start it was man made
So put your fist up for the holy mister who subdued

Best times with the thoughts of you
Why go for dessert, when possibilities are endless-dreaming some more of you?
Those people out there, ain’t ready for

and loaded with the verse done
We've got you surrounded, the time is over for suspicions
Reel-to-reel, check the deck
Konnichiwa
(Fuck these musicians!)
I'm

that we bought
All the things that we're not make us who we are
Nobody thought I would make it this far
Used to shoot for the sky 'til I realized that

blame
But is the money worth it if he don't love you the same
Memories made by maids love starts to fade
At the point where dad can't even tell you his

up with that Blanc Sauvignon
Keep it up Imitated duplicated by none
You bet yo ass I'mma better mentor for your only son
Haberdashous Roll the Film

Who's the Man

ABN

Gangstas and Hustlers

2010

the world know they ain't fuckin with Trae dogg
We hit ya whole block nothin less then a K dogg
We real in these streets, other niggas are gay dogg
They

Military Mind

Killa Tay

Thug Religion

blinded by the liquor and weed
I made a change in my life and got some get right
Finally livin decent, no more creepin after midnight
I respect the words

these emcees,
And imma knock you,
Fore the pharmacies can even heal you,
3 to the 1 to the motherfuckin 3,
R to the H to the motherfuckin C,
Flammy got

lightning
When you run up, with gun up, don't show up, no glow up, for no one these dogs keep biting
Hes got words not puns, call him Mike Tyson, when he goes

embedded
Program the letters like I'm
Working for Microsoft my micro hard
These cold written rhymes by God
Contemplate it like I'm John
Austin walking a yard

Solitary city spots,
Roads less travelled and if so, Usually not by choice. These views Be rarely caught, stream the Thought pattern they inspire are God