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to pay
I never get it T.I.C
Guess I won't get high today
I was in an old place on my own, yeah
They put my granda Billy in the hole
Everything I do is

the inner-city crime to large-scale
wars and terrorism and our overcrowded prisons 
Are a result of the fact that children have had their childhood stolen from

system

I feel the pain in my father when I speak to him 

I just see wanna see peace in him 

He said he’ll fucking die for this shit

Side by side ima

of war, writin' rhymes by the score

Before I lived the hustle, swore this poor man would give the law

As a testament it goes, it was destined in my soul

Baptised us and turned us into Christians
And then they put us on the
Market blocks for gold and silver
Where is our sovereignty?
There is no reparation
We

Respect is what I collect from these niggas 
Neck is what I collect from these bitches
I ain't got no time for treacherous dealings
A very thin line

lived under the system, you now know as Jim crow
Where oppressive Black Codes and state laws created by those brutes
Trapped us in the burning hell

as hell, yeah, she feisty, she will fight you
Like they cut my ears off, now you can't tell me shit
Last song, I hit a home run, now I'm pitching like a fit

Hey Yo I'm back but nobody was asking where I been
'Cause Christ-centered music is no longer the hot trend
Logic says well maybe I should just stop

'tween you and me is love and hate
War and peace
Eye on your inner beast
Gotta watch company you keep
It's something dangerous way I practice patience
High

and soul selling is our nemesis
Our emphasis has always been what's within us
And if you can't say love then we're the hell you gonna end up?

Warlords

Every tongue is gon confess and bow the knee,
Just know that who the Son set free is free indeed,
There's only One that could supply your every need,

wack
Rappers be Mike Eppin', but without the heaven, can't get rich by moving no sack
I'm asking one question, tell me good lessons, that you got from

Every tongue is gon confess and bow the knee,
Just know that who the Son set free is free indeed,
There's only One that could supply your every need,

disturbed
Yeah, that's that bullshit type of thinking
Brothers out here fighting for the North Side like they Lincoln
Wars not civil we killing all

Niggas turned on in the game
Leavin' 'em dead
I play by the rules, niggas is playin' chess
With the same mindset
I'm livin' with no regrets
I found out

Motherfucker"
"Oh Mother, where is my father?
Where is my brother?
Theyre at war, theyre at war
You made them join the dirty US army
You told them all a filthy

Crystal Clear

Royce da 5'9"

Lucky 7

impaired, like (Skurr!)
Decisions, decisions, being made by the best ever
Respect the lyrics of the BMW stretch 7, the choice is yours
We just formed a new

the finals for the title, Michael next to Pippen
Your success is driven by nepotism
I'm the best that's spittin' and still I've been met with skepticism

Got a new coupe and nicknamed her "Speedy"
Got her three birkins cause my bitch is needy
Surfing my wave, you can't tap in like Saweetie
Bust her

up is thicker than mud
The guts in my stomach were built by my mother
No father, no brother, no preacher, no other
Color of my face is from your

now[00:59.60]That my time is ticking[01:01.13]Every single sunrise and sunset[01:03.46]I be working hard I don't ever leave my headsets[01:06.65]By the age of 12 I

anymore
This is war
There's a lot of things that make me just wanna go away
In my face you won't see this look ever go away
It won't fade, it remains, come

The war is on
I see wickedness is hitting home
So I'm writing for ya dome
Send a prayer to the Throne
Really barz spiritual
Off rip might not think adding