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by the press (ahh!)
Sometimes I feel weak, sometimes I feel depressed (ahh!)
You can check it out for the score I got from the test
Planned my future

on
Cause life it really matters
Yeah, I got some stories to tell
How now I believe in Heaven
Cause I have been through Hell
Brainwashed by the media,

dope
Hero in the story
Not for fame or glory
Just a war of words a soldier and it's mandatory
Focus on the mission listen cause it's gettin gory
Pickin

on and the future is strange
It's kind of strange, the black kids still killing black kids (KKK)
I'm feeling pain cause they don't know what the black is
He was Only

Move

Arcade

A/2

1994

Let me relax my dome
My whole joints blown another soldier won't be coming home
Parkside is gonna miss you black foreva
Ties will never sever
You

suicidal love issues
Twenty two right on my side my sneak inside the club pistol
Walk inside the bank and they got call me by my first name
Empty my account

us black but we rose gold (Man)
The best seller is the nigga with the most sold
The greatest story ever told from an old soul
I got a Drac' on me

Aye real story,
Real life, real rap (big boss)
Cutthroat

I'm on the block with a scale, (yea) got a glock with da mail (yea)
I'm in the yard,

I walk away my fans say Hey, do it one more time
The pen is in my hand boys and girls realize

I put my pen down quick and tell a story like slick

ain't sending no letters
Getting my cheese, don't fuck with my cheddar

Opps in the gutta, diggin on a rumor
Stay trynna eat on a whole nigga future
Lie

mentally abused, physically used
Such is the way your twisted heart proves
Polluting the minds of the youth
Taking away their future by telling them who

so we bob like Dylan
Remember, driving around an all white Nissan
Thinking about the future
Using foresight vision
Listening to Dad as the porch light

influence
So my crib is cool in which I passionately
Put a hoodie under so my jacket fit me
And my guys at home
They know me by my stories
And my guys out

for like 3 in a row
Wake up and niggas like where do we go
Only roll with the spirits that live by the code
I got too many stories that you’ll never

Wasn't his eyes it was something bout the others
The eyes see stories that the soldier never told
And usually they never have to
Just a awkward demeanor

fucking red
Can't see nothing else besides my own body
A sole shotty laying right there by him
Never cared about it motherfucker I flare iron
Anytime that I

me how can we survive these trying time of crime,
Conceived by lies, now future seeds acclimatized,
So they’ll proceed to grow wise, they’ll grow wise,

soldiers
Now hold up, tell me what's the hold up
You give me that act that act like you're on track, matter fact you fold up
Sure up you roll up, yes indeed

getting very used to this
When I wake up in the morning
I thank God for his gift
I been suffering my by lonely
Devil trying to get me kill
I got to get up

the silence
That's never ever touched by words
To be discouraged by divergent
Teseratic is the concept
Take a holy picture
Listen to the scripture
Written by

narrow, bringing us all together
New friends being made in the process
A by-product of the pursuing process
Producing a professional being the main aim;

Three Stories by Tolstoy, his work on esoteric
mysticism Mysticus Memoria Rhythmus: Ignis Fatuus? to name a few
and of course the most controversial one,

born at grady
By a strong ass woman who raised a soldier
No Limit with the hustle, like Master P
Tryna put it together, like piecing a puzzle
I see

really wanna see that
I see that
If thats they mission they ain't gone complete that
Man peep the flowing
Boy I'm the future you ain't een know it
Ya'll in