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With the fact that I'll be out in a second
With a baby on the way
No need to be a hero

Bitch, do I as I say!
'Cause I'll be counting zeros by the end

What if no one ever felt an ounce of pain
We had a world where there was never any people slain
Where kids werent getting killed over
Shoes

the new music
I'm checkin' the check against the flex
I'm checkin' out on all these new groupies
My bro CKay, told me, "You gotta get the energies high"

Beginning to start, heart rate off the chart
A distaster
Pinned to the wall, speech in a drawl and a fluster
Music is loud but drowned out by

peace ain't achieved through fights, like
Black girls and the dark are the pengest
And I grasp MCs in my palm did I mention?
Nice slim babe like Stam with

I write these words, late nights by myself
A lot of time alone means a lot of self reflection
And those are the first steps in the right direction

niggas cuz imma  Lieutenant
Honestly I haven't felt this way in a minute
Ain't trust no soul by giving my digits
Can't have touch with me, I am the realest

blind and stole his money

But found some peace inside a thought
Where his music never stopped.
And out of nowhere came a light
His ears could hear his

Iv just been peeping by from the borderlines
Tripping but I'm stuck thinking bout you baby I'm mortified
And All that time you said it was love but

else did it!/
When I'm in New York City I got to go Whoo Kid it!/
Niggas gettin' shot in the street by police just for chillin'/
FUCK THE POLICE no peace

HOLY TEMPLE
Words and Music by Roshaun Clarke

Intro
My soul did need to get away
For a few months so me go in the hills to check a few monks
Sparked

peace, you left before started rapping
Look how I move this bricks in the street
Took this music next level, believe impressed at heaven
God bless me


My

Keep the ship tight
No time for slacking in the fleet
Making music for the streets and ankle swinging geeks
Whilst I'm pro tecting my peace like a sheath

Forever independent you can cross me
Dismissing what i say is when you lost me yea
In LA I'm cooling boolin by the palm trees
Militant a humble

times you'd calm our minds
You'd find logic where there lay only rhymes
Play us music so we could hear the chimes

I dedicated my whole life to serve her

of states, New York plates
Everybody wants to get a look at the face
But no words exchange
Tinted windows you can't see through
You're not watching me, I

at eviction notices by a dead heater
Realize it's cheaper to be
My own guest feature
Woods'll do it off the strength
A lil' reefer
And if he no-shows I don't

culos in the sky

Culos Culos en el cielo
Muchos culos in the sky
Very nice its my vibe
Passing by thru your thigh
Its alright i don't bite
Im your guy

Talkin' 'bout taste?
Talkin' 'bout taste?
Oh my god I'm so expensive (Oh my god!)
Oh you wanna flex?
Oh you wanna flex?
Boy don't start that competition (No

kept the peace despite his name
And the mighty Longstone Blarger kept the men all on their game
Jim and Willie Newell loved the music and it flowed

And music was the maker of peace that blue and gray day

Red dandelions on the battle lines
They were tainted by the blood of your fathers and mine
Yes there

in kin
Below,
This I know

We know the mind is limitless,
No power great enough to grip it,
No,
This we know,
We’ve built a home here brick by brick,

All of my dreams
Were made of steel
No one could break them
By their own will

Time after time
I pushed away
All of those thoughts
Longing to stay

That hails a new creation

Through all the tumult and the strife
I hear the music ringing
It finds an echo in my soul
How can I keep from singing

No