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never know the freedom you deserve to believe if you write all your feelings on your instatik sleeve. If you give your breath to every lung you hear

the fame need property and money piling studied the game down to a T its all science buried in the mud feeling like a black diamond play a instrumental watch

And everyday it seems
I cross a new line
Turning into something
I canu0027t recognize

And that light 
burning in my eyes

Turns to dark and 
useless coal

Black

lung
It started out as fun
I should've known better than to flow with her
Started out as friends, now I zone with her
Chill at home with her
When she

control it)
stressed out pressed out if I ain't blazed (I can't control, control)


It was just me and my back pack
Stacked, fat facts
Bad lungs, blowing

dirty bitches 
Systematically oppressed gave us blurry visions, i hope you see
It takes heart to be a young black male 
It's all designed for us to fail

stay blinged out
Big hair
Big teeth
And I got a big mouth
Weird black chick
Born in Utah
But from Deep South
Soul real old
So you know
I gotta show out

on the eve 
I rather feast
I mingles with the stars 
dust particles fill up my lung 
I'm one with the rock 
black cdam without wing 
I'm quick enough to fly

Bucktown
New York Giant, dance when I touchdown
Subway killer, color for a name
Study right under the king from Saint James
Birthplace of the cough up a lung

drownin and you can't reach the surface
While the blood's lopin out ya womb, makin ya nervous
God damn this shit hurt and
One of your lungs done fell

The Truth

Mysonne

Violator: The Album

1999

and move to Brazil? 
But then how you goin' breathe, when your lungs ain't there? 
Comin' in your buildin', and my sons is there 

with they hands by

tremble and shake
Times valuable Movado money to make
Rewind It Back to the Future fresh J's in a Box
Ball Fades, black sisters wearing shells on they locks

Descent into the Inferno

Foetus

Nail

1985

Another hungover morning
In the bottom of the Black Lagoon
Purgatory disguised as a room with a view
I used to be in heaven looking down
Now I

the
Skills have gotten
And I'm still mad plottin'
The big apples mad rotten the rap cocking
I'm that hot and my gat popping
I rap with the black stocking cap

I wrote this in a dark place
No lights on just black out curtains
Alot on my mind yeah thats for certain
Feels like I'm morphing to a different

numb, with one in his lung,
Livin' fast and dyin' young, always business never for fun
Chorus [Marilyn Rylander]:
Tell me what it is
Tell me what you want

Young Hollywood: 

 Yea yea Toe tag em,  always dismember before you black bag Em, stop cappin; That didn't happen; the way he said it happened, neva

Gang, Gryfon uh, bbno$
Ayy, b-b-b boom, chk, chk, pew pew, pew, pew

Sippin' black shit, 'til I'm ratchet

Got some granite, now I crack it
I'ma

still see the lord in my son
They say the shits mysterious
I be bustin your lung,
Give me a gun the kid get serious
All I want is some peace and quite,

burst through the black, the veil was torn as the void collapsed. The rains will subside. Be my eyes, show me hope in the maw of the night. Our fractured

damn I can't even pass
Got my lungs throbbing, this that blueberry thrax
Bad bitch in Burberry she keep shaking that ass
I took that bitch to Jimmy Choo

the fur off the back of a bear
The blade's precise I could chop off a patch of his hair
Bitch I am a god, riding on the fucking handle bars
Black BMX,

black and white từ trên nhìn xuống đầu anh bổ luống
Triple D chơi cháy cả máy (cháy cả máy)
Những khuôn mặt lung linh mới cất lên
Em cứ uống cho đã còn để

Cooper, huh
Oh lawd, I'm a shadowcaster
Gettin' bitches wet when I play that guitar
Axl rose my guns is black, straight as slacks
I don't trust none of them