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up ya throat and
Esophagus
I’m like damn p try n be the pacifist (uh huh)
How I always end up on the Opposite
Lil something in my blood

here even
I tried to sleep but God sent an angel to show me another vision
Ima break bread with my guys that's a must division
I picked up that smith n

raised in a lower middle class family with only one
brother Michael whom I love dearly.
He was five years my senior.
My father's nickname was Red which I

stroke and it got me horrified 
O bu zi kwa ihe n gwa ya na-egwu a ka n’na ko this side
Now where’s my uncle he couldn’t make it my uncle no survive 
My

having a field day
Angeles in the outfield, France to LA
Rebuking anybody don't bow to sensai
Rebooting everybody that He calls by first name
Not

the box
Why you fighting Jesus for?
When did God take a loss?
Y'all want five for a Voss
My living water didn't cost
I'm gon' starve for the boss
I'm way

you die
You're facing a master curb
You'll feel your face against the sidewalk
Lonely lil' bastard
Need momma to pacify ya

Life gon' pass on by ya
Go

VVS
They just the b-a-c-k-u-p-s
A-c-t-i-v-i-t-y?
Radar going off and I see why
Wrist hypothermic, it's i-c-y
The bar went too low so gimmicks is gettin'

wouldn't reach 20 (n****, look)
All my angels proud, got all my demons shook
And at my funeral, everybody smoke a wood (for the boy, yeah)
Y'all small fry's,

my nigga puff puff he just blew me 5 clouds
If you want a hp from me that's a light thou
Look
I'm so cocky told that bitch nice to meet me
Put some

feeling all Dandy
Choomahd up and we love our Lil space
An angel from heaven
Reminds to always say Grace
Sometimes i might curse n slipp Off like Rackets

Gone stop him right here in my hood, this shit a dead end
Fallen angel, from the sky I had descend
You aint no fighter lil' nigga I hope u know some

of that faking gonn fly over here
Woah
Four or five hundred a fit
Cop me a check and i times it by ten
Thats how niggas know that i been lit
Never trust

nemt som "Just Say No"
Bare man kunne leve af bare at koge som Jesse & Co
C12H16N2, det' mit øjes mål
Op og råbe skål med 5-10,0 på øjemål
Sprøjt det kål

breathing
With a halo
Young angel
Bucket hat like Kangul
I got the whole ville on stand by
When I take off
Fuck it I call these bitches bitches
Cuz they love

Hope last Angels hu negotiate our repentance
Naeza penda kila human akiishi right tena
Mi hujiuliza what happened to love thy neighbor
Kioo cha jamii

C-A-N-E I had to hit the streets hard on this on
Had to hit the streets hard had to get it back, Had to double triple up I had to get it back
Slow

romance
Some things just ain't the same

Just want someone who be down to Wine n Dine
And if I need her to, be down to work a nine to five
Im tryna last

Hustlin' hard bitch I don't have a choice
Betta watch how you talk, we no lil boys
XDs and some Glocks I treat em like toys

Most of you niggas ain't ready

It's all of the world that we dance for  (We dance for)

Flying out the gates with angels by my back
Blood is on the floor coz the devil's in my tracks

Paper Chase

Cream

Big Man

2000

chase

(EMP)
Know I got that feeling that the pimp gone make a killin'
Droppin' them bodies off by the dozen I wouldn't mind, makin' a zillion
'cause

to station
I received a receipt
To the tune of Creation
And I haven’t paid it
Born in the heat
Life is a storm, over an infinite sea
And I have been stained by

palms
I'm three degrees west of a hurricane
Four wheel drive with a ball 'n chain
My five foot seven is irrelevant
I'm six six six if you threaten my

too early 
Was twenty five n i cried on recordings 
Contemplate life cuz im tired of fallin
Same ol Advice I got tired of stallin 
Reachin for help like