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or doing something shady 
Friends  and things is overrated 
Let em to get to close then they start player hating speak out place and start violating and that

average
Can’t you “C” that this a habit
Like the mic how I grab it
Excuse me I’m just spazzing
Super tight how I’m rapping
I don’t know how this thang

but I'm up here in a wraith
this where god sent me so don't think I'm out of place
Don't you act surprised you was in hell this whole time
I know you

End of the fade 
I hope all is well, I hope this finds you in a good place 
Yeah I know this is Hell but you show me only your grace 
The ghost

done broke my heart
But I'm leaving in the morning
With a backpack and guitar
I found myself a place
To chase away my blues
I'll be smoking in

AceGawd - You nah guh see we falter

Nuh care how much you try

You see e pree 

AceGawd - Did affi pull strings like seh me a puppet

Persue me

no major Payne
But laugh to the bank like a Wayne
Bros in the back with the mink
And he rolling up dank
I can't remember a time or a place or a day

find out

This feeling is not letting me go
I can't believe I fell
I don't believe in that

I feel like falling higher from the sky
I don't believe I

I keep running towards
A point of reach unknown
But it feels so wrong right now
Like I'm running away from myself
Avoiding problems
I didn't know I

Do you know what a hustler is
A hustler is anyone with a dream
Who chases that dream
By any means necessary
No matter what your hustle is
Hustle
I be

ever failed in America when we've acted together. And so today at this time in this place, let's start afresh, all of us. Let's begin to listen to one

of federal this can't be all that you're about to say the least 
But for that reason you won't ever find peace
Hoping to speak to you when you get released 
By

except back to the work day

The assembly line was unjustly wicked, carving out bodies like meat
Every rivet had its place, and the connectors must perform

Jail's the place for this rockabilly trash

Well one of these days I'm going to be a star
Me and my girl in a Cadillac car
People going to come from miles

north star's navigation
I'm off kilter I need space I'm twisted
This is no Keith Sweat but it's misting
Over you reminiscing bout a missed mission Pete

at
Boss status fly, I be chilling where the kites at
Had to put her in her place, yea you know they like that
Rapping was a gift, so I had to take advantage

Yah...
Breeze!!
(Naw we not gunna keep that)
Yah aye yah, look,
Im’ma shift the vibrations, of this earth it is history in the making
Like Buddha

them in place
Then go to my place
And write some more music, no longer the same i’m sorry
This the birth of the dark prince
I ain’t use to get no

(Goose with another slappy)

Got this money on my mind 'cause we gettin' to a bag
That's why I stay up on the grind 'cause we gettin' to a bag

What do you want from me
Cuz if it's everything
Then it's a given
I'm a give it
Is it company
Every song i sing
It's like you're living in the lyrics

in the first place
Make me feel like I've been dead for a few days
Gonna take it out bring the next for a replace
In the club but I really wanna go

except back to the workday

The assembly line was unjustly wicked, carving out bodies like meat
Every rivet had its place, and the connectors must perform

Do this to show my brother
Young and strong, that boy a wonder
Wish I was half the man that Squan is
Dawn is just another escape
My bro don't you be

it a chance
And don't even put any stress
On anything just let it vibe
And let's get out of this place
Lets travel through time and space
And leave