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the black brim
You can't live a long life tryna act grim
Seeing how the gat feel
Seeing how yo back build
If you really down for it
Living by the Glock
Know

It's horrifying, they should teach you that these drugs lethal
They wanna take your guns but give the slums needles
They pump the drugs that get these

In mournin' at your wake, buried in a South Wales Echo
Mouth thinks thoughts of the slums, mouth tells tales of the ghetto
Every paper claims to be

In mournin' at your wake, buried in a South Wales Echo
Mouth thinks thoughts of the slums, mouth tells tales of the ghetto
Every paper claims to be

In mournin' at your wake, buried in a South Wales Echo
Mouth thinks thoughts of the slums, mouth tells tales of the ghetto
Every paper claims to be

the team
But ain't make the cut
We come from the ghetto
Our village the slums
Where mothers are crying
From losing their sons
The heart of the struggle
This

d hood
So young and looking dumb
Ain't nothing looking good
So worse, U from d slum
Your  shadows run from you
Your bread is from d gutter
Ain't got

spilled this blood by water
Didn't know what I want get in the bill yet
Let's go make a dollar I be makin' props like a farmer

If you don't believe me

it was all good
I got bit by zombie nigga
Then went back to my own hood
And fucked a fat bitch
That pussy tighter than boxing gloves
I knocked myself

better check out the phases of the moon if you want to get the right return on what you plant in the ground.

I be the grand gardener I plant the seeds

And I'm a be up when they sleeping
Ask a question for yo question that's my defense
Demons trying to get me see the reaper
If I show you where I live keep

bitches are one and done
A legend up in the flesh, we dumping them by the ton
Renaissance 'cause we giving birth to our only sons
Now we Knick-knack, Paddy

place
Yeah yeah yeah
One time for them single fathers
That's the shit I can stand by
One time for them working mamas
Get your paper, girl live right
One

words off real fast)
(Long live my pops nigga, yea)
Lemme start by thankin' God I swear to God
Mane' this shit a blessin'
That nigga Cam say I just rap,

(You're a Wizard Harry)

Ayo, I got a pistol and it's staying by me
I got a lot of issues, so my death is anticipated highly
That was me

forward I tell myself "what the fuck"
Got mud on my shoes and I got blood on my sweater
I’m outside by myself in the cold, I need get my shit together
Dear

bad teachers
Told me get it by the dozen, but these racks cheaper
See her? imma eat it from the back
Like ma-fi-a, okay shorty mad fire
Like she caught

Started performing le ka Isaiah
With my nigga Dinz and the performance was fire
I was motivated by the struggle bro
Now I get renovated by the hustle bro

Oye!
Let me get a little more chamoy
Oye!


[VERSE 3: CRIS G]

Uh-huh, yeah
Just by the way that I talk and I walk
You know I got the sauce
The way that

to live by myself
I don't want to be homeless again
I want the dogs to have a yard and be happy
That's what I'm trynna do for you but it's hard

They trynna

leave a crumb 

Luhwrk the mansion baby droppin work off in the slums 

Yea the way I live so crazy ion think this what u want 

I been pushing p since 18

I need somebody who will stand by me
Through the good times and bad times
He will always, always be right
Why this beat so colorful

It's Baby T
Yo,

The Tiger's Golden Bangle
Once upon a time there was a thick forest.
Which was the home for many wild animals.
People from the nearby villages,
had

your hoe, I'm knocking it down
Bands for a show, I'm skipping through towns
This drip cost, get that shit by the pound
She got a top, she's taking it off