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dancing so sleazy
For the ones in the club from these men
Who just want to get up in and she just might let 'em
Depending how much they spend
And how much

for a spin
Brothers getting baby mothers dead or in the pen
And black girls never trusting black men to defend
But we're dying on the road for the code

Yeah
Born in the trenches
Rose from the trenches 
In Became men in the trenches 
Now we bout to light up the trenches

Oh yeah
Oh yeah yeah
Pk moti

seen birds in the burbs, owl tell; but who?
Walk out slowly, you ain't know me or the crew

I will give my two quarters, y'all gon' need many men
John

bitch?
By the way, I got a question
Did you finish my Finnish spectacular food
From Finland, that was in the fridge?
How many more times to make this work

to give him a girlfriend with no commitment
Like trying to fix a car with no equipment
You work all week with no remitment
So now you feel like a shipment

came to teach
The hearts of men that you came to preach
I'm living for days, I don't need oxygen
When people don't get shot by the cops again
When my

Fucking with
Artificial superficial
Gangsters really toilet tissue
I am at work
I ain't got time for no perks
Discipline hurts

That's what it takes to be

at ya like Bakugan
When it relaunched in 2015
Can't go back to 15
When I was desperate for a girlfriend
Now I've made amends
By being content in

‘NO’
Putin asked for some ‘space’ but it got taken by NATO
Biolabs near the border, and weapons to Ukraine
Its all so fucking obvious it just messes up

thirties for God's sake
Push you up the peak of some jealousy
Now you at the tip where men consider felony a pretty option
They say crime don't pay salaries

There are men within all governments that work between the system
They leave behind no evidence, conspiracies unknown
We, the people, want to know if

down the crown of thorns
You must withstand in any storms!!!

They're telling you to become normal men,
Never change, never stop!
They're telling you

Yet not I
But by the grace of God
At work in me
So now I'm laboring gracefully
And surely I can do all things
He's all I need
I can boast cause He's

a phase but I wasn't numb 
I was getting a's but I ain't kiss a dame
No I ain't come 
Till realization I had skill sets to finish with a ton 
Of hard work

or leave and work it
Why, oh why, why, oh why
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twists my words

Hands which works for food 
And kill oh so many men
Hands which grip the doorknob
And hit my mother's head

Hands which carry wood
Same

work 
Cause we a solid as a rock and none a dem can hurt
My notes , cah dem a burn
Di chatty mouth dem ago get what dem deserve 
Yes it a burn 
cnd all

awake
And 3am is what I made, I work better when it's late
I'm not a gangsta or a killer, man, that's not the life for me
I can't remember whose perfume

band and the blam armed
Think he had an arrow pointed at him like Avatar
We used to hang men now we just slave them
Work or die an abuser of poverty

gon' fit in my mailbox
Her titties getting fondled my jimmies getting rustled
I'm on my hustle y'all all work at five different McDonalds

I fucks with

a vibe by my side, it can't get much better than this
I put on Pseudonyms and I'm knowing I'm better than many men
Every time that I step in the room they

to dwell on a subject
Write it down three times and go above it
I've been stuck on you, not like glue
Connected through the spirit guided by the stars above

you get it you get it, if you don't you don't
Why deceiving yourself with your pictures online
Smiling on camera dying on inside
I can't be depressed by