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tryna put me in the dirt
I don't wanna take a ride in that hearse
You know sometimes in life you get to a point
Where we don't even wanna live anymore,

my patna he
Ain't een die right den
You gone loose her how you get
Her damn i hate dat
Dats da shit dat happen when
You thuggin dats da payback
Young

bitch
'Cause all this business that I'm doin' finna make me rich

G-Lock by her G spot and it's on unlock
Tree spot by the D spot, but that's where we

a wrap
You gon' pull out the cup
Put your head in your lap
Nigga try racin' but they
Ain't gettin' laps
Bitch you a buzzer, I won't get your dial
Bitches

So
I had an epiphany when I was about to write this song, I was like
Y'know what Jay? Jay you kinda nice bruh
By God's grace of course, yeah
In fact

Hood bitch from the A
Nigga get wrong we gone pull up where you stay
Lil fat don't play make one move and he taking off yo face
Pop his shit he reckless

Your in possession of suppressed knowledge
Letters and death threats
Get the best of us
Secrets are collected
Kept hidden from the rest of us
Barely

Caution its new heat , fathered by cruel streets
Martyr'd by blue geeks, they off for like two weeks
Biggest lessons i learned was not in what schools teach

alright I'm gonna be alright
I'm gonna be alright
Down by the roses where my childhood dogs are buried
Think about all the life this land has carried
I lay

a little faith
Wanna play it safe
Rock a bye the baby
Hey get up out the way
Let em' get a taste qualify to maybe

Make a scene
Took a one way train if you

trying to get they pockets fat like Oprah
Since then see me wit the slimes like okra
Hammer close by Intellect ain't no cho-cha
Patient in the cut I

was so hard that you couldn’t manage me
Now I’m fucked up off this Hennessy
Shame I let you get the best of me
Right by my side is where you pose to be

leave
My brudda hurt I jus gave him percs cause I don't got Alieve
You can't get my heart it's locked away like I don't gotta sleeve
Stack of 50 racks up

word to Kubrick
the fire breathing daemon  is coming so get your crucifix  and if i murder that fucker then I be a fugitive
the revolution lives, within

know we aint no rooks

And Run up on me get cooked
If no one strapped then you getting hooked
We cordial but we still crooks
Real trench baby don't judge

where the snakes is at
Even little niggas playin' with beams
And I ain't talkin' bout laser tag
I'm just tryin' to make it out the streets, so I stay off

while I'm down on my knees
In case God might appear as I speak
Begging Him, "please
Have mercy on us all, take the weight off of our shoulders"
Stuck in

bust baby niggas fall off like Billy Preston 
Bad Boys beating down mics like I'm a Piston 
Ali got my fucking back and you Sonny Liston 
So just come

Oh...Canada

Classified

Juno Awards 2011

2011

O Canada, we stand on guard for thee
I told this guy where I was from
He said, oh, Canada
Kind of laughed it off, real funny, huh
Yeah, uh, come

Ya jewels popped
Ya crew dropped
Got Molly whopped
Got waxed on
Then waxed off
But I'ma get sentimental
Finna wreck credential
Coming straight like

hit my bro up just to
Go get blown off some homegrown
He pulled a cone, I hit the zone
And then I clicked and walked home
Told her I did it, fuck it I

on a track while I run slow
Two top tens a gold disc aint bad for a kid from the blown bits
Or you might get stabbed in the boat quick
By familiar flows

Bulletproof armor can't protect you from terrible karma
Lies and dishonor get you stomped, what a terror for mama
Hot off the stove, not tatts, just fresh

for months, never grew a part
You said you get off in a few. I pull up and park
We talked in your car for 2 hours straight 
Then your boyfriend rolled