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Gettin’ hospice,
You’re seen by doctors,
Then put on oxygen,
Run amok,
While your family’s watching,
They pull the plug,
And your heart it stopping…

*HOOK*

The weed burn slow but the money burn fast
I grind and I hustle just to make this cash
I'm swimming through the money don't u hear it go splash
I'm

to pick up and go
Staying by my lonesome
This shit get cold when theres no motion
Paying them tolls to keep this going
We defied the limits
This time, no

on this track then you already behind
I leave 'em stuck on my verses
They roaming through purgatory the writtens immersive
But you couldn't understand them

night
Booty bang bang booty booty bang bang
Live fast like we riding in a mustang
But we don't wanna die young yeah roddy ricch gang
Pull up with the gang

some tracks
With my beats mixed with some made by himself
Oh shit yes mine were made by myself
Bitch you listening this is Mr. Chris reppin hotline

listening

Blowing o’s and catchin ghosts we smoke up in a flurry
Rushin/racin fast leave tire tracks but we aint in no hurry
Jus catchin vibes we chase

Joanlee - "cbout 'Em” 

Written by: Joanlee

INTRO:
Sometimes, life can put you through so many situations
cnd some of those times, 
Can stick with

18, a little kid rappin and
Pourin in everything
Growin up beaten up by the society
All around darkness anxiety
Seeing depression through pressure

king when you just not
They the same, I don’t hate rap
I’m amazed, ain’t no change on the same track
Hate on Nate cause he’s wake, where the lames at?
I

and cause more casualties than Nam
This is only level one and I still ain’t done
Let’s see if I can blow up by the end of this song
You stanley steaming I’m

world
I left your favourite Marvin Gaye track blasting
Sweet nothings and this pillow talk seems everlasting
Clouds dripping rain upon this heavenly

is,
Home is where the heart is. 
Track 9, Giggs talking on Da Hardest. 
Forgive me for your pardon, I’m surrounded by the darkness.
I built so many

So in essence you're asking for
What I'm incapable of
So now I find I'm going over
Choices I ain't even made yet
Were we clouded by good times or great

Time moves by
I've gotten older
My faith is strong
It's getting bolder
I made mistakes
So they got colder
I brush That dust
Right off my shoulder
Cuz

as bliss breathes
Im still writing iller tracks
Hold up I think they hating on me
Fresh in my white tees and im a fatis

Teams lay stop like a song I wrote

go 'head, move that ass
Give a G a chance and let me clog the gap in ya pants
I can tell you a freak
By the way that you dance
Yeah, a AAA man
I'm

niggas bumping my tracks take precaution
Don't like me no fat bitch, no push for the cushion
I like me a slender hoe or a slim big booty bitch
That's going

and fix their artery
Now you come back
After talking all that smack
After saying I was wack
Cuz I made it on a track
But when I needed help
You just put me

hash, leave an open ass broken
Stash floating fast
Lifted kong with the broken glass
Slurper, a nasty nigga fuck Bertha
Insert it further than murder

me slay this, replay this, feel educated
By the bars that I bring together like birds of a feather
I bring heat like summer weather
I'm way too clever

start driftin'
To another path and
Hopefully I reroute
If I hit the gas fast as an
Aston Martin
Past the mark of
Leavin' my car in park
Yeah that's

The common census lost their senses
Offended by anything
We gotta break the median at beast mode by any means
We able to hypnotize many beauty queens
Got them

CONVERSATIONS FROM A SPEAKEASY (Feat. OMNI)

(M. Lambert/D. Smith/B. Francis/J. McDonald)
Produced by Suffa for Suffering City Productions
Written