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to see what he would do
He called some guy and said this is what I need you to do
I messed up, I killed a kid, I need you to bury his body where we buried

type
Niggas switched and they played to be ride or die
One hundred days and one hundred nights tryna survive through the wire
I turnt the plug hit me for

invested
I'm trying to give me kids everything I never had
My father was great but I'm trying to be a better dad
Lord help me not to fall under
Doing my best

a fuck if we dont claim the same set
Real nigga i am i remain that
Know you better get homie a new state of mind
For this russian mac be where his brains

still be with you- if you play-ed position,

Yet- Ba- by- I stay- complaining- when I’m never claiming- leaving- laundry out while it’s raining, 

But

At the funeral everybody cried
Remembering how much he liked his bacon fried
People got high people got pissed
Thinking about how much Mike would be missed
But

pride don't mean to gloat
But deep in my mind I knew I was chose
throw in the towel give up the ghost
Long as I'm breathing you'll never be close
Whole

Now I am who I am and I love me to death but sometimes I just kill me
And my girl is my girl and I could love her to pieces but I would never let her

God be doin big thangs
If you a opp then get tossed in the flames
I pray that you would turn away
I don't want your soul to burn away
At your feet Lord

Closer to the sun they told me I got fye in my blood
Pain is where mistrust begun that's why it's hard when I love
But understand I would die bout loyalty

contiplating
Reem forever be waiting, banging on my chest
People think they know me
But I when I got my shotty
They act like they don't know me
Need you by my

there's a tragedy
Hit you with that angus and that agony
The type that calls you a catastrophe

Down with the most high
Exactly where my standards be
Bad

matter much I make, Ill change the past if I could but I cant 

I know that things would probably never be the same, so really what good would it make

I'm last in this line where I stand and they hand out
Five drinks a day, just to be social 
And hold up my head high enough to pray 
Up to a sky that

kept photo albums in the fireplace
Dad had another lover he tried to erase
At dinner time they let out all their woes

Mom would sit with Abel and say
I

would name my kids 
Couldn't hear what I would choose, once she told me that she tied her tubes (Dammmmm)
Maybe it's her friend, maybe it's the end,

where the wealth never trickle down
When just a drop would quench the land
There's still dust on the ground
I call it bondage, they call it economics

Jah bless?" 

S/o to everybody that's down with me 
Love to my parents for supporting me 
In their garage is where I started b
Now I'm going places, I

us aliens, where the hell our starships?
We in it deep, like Cobra Commanders
Ray Guns... powerful nuff' to lift mammals
Sick thoughts, how I can

foolish dreams and selfish deeds
All subject to be rerouted by the One who called me into being
I'm feeling lost Holy Spirit put me on Your road
I wanna

Lisa Left Eye knew while leaving Best Buy
The camera she purchased would be capturing her last night
What about me? What if I died? Leave the booth

work place at fedex hoping that she would like it, naw better yet love it. I get a knock at the door, it could be a package sent from her with a letter

cnd that's why I can guess where you been, been, been 
cll those times you would lie ‘bout your friends, friends, friends 
There were too many sleepless

shit
School was a breeze, i'm glad it's done
Back to where it all started
I was year one, all fucking retarded
Nobody was taking shots at my frame
I was