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and mottled dark blue, you're my umbrella when it rains, and some thunderstorms are due. I stand up and see that the walls are closing in but I don't fight it

all our black teachers- MLK was the strongest leader- Fred Hampton in his sleep killed em for reason- then took a pic of the shit he on the ground

from
I run my city like I’m magic
We making classics
I keep that dope up in my mattress
That’s where we stash
That 40 make him hit a backflip
That’s

these pictures and thoughts, by the force of the gods, during psychosis, there's no
Connecting the dots
The skies are blue, don't judge the divine in you,

on for my city
Puttin' on for my team
We gettin' down nitty gritty
But the kicks still clean
It's always red vs blue
But I'm after the green
Check one two

Yeah they call me MC Meshugana
Niggas walk up with some pork
And I'm killin' 'em this is my street
Up in Brooklyn

Seymour Schwartz i'm a certified

Were outweighing all my precious time
So you know what I did? What? I jumped up out the blue and grinded so hard
Who cares if the engine won't start
Just

bright, shout, he remove any stain

Satan afraid to eat my savior, came to take the key
Where the faithful be in haste beneath his shaken feet
Cause he got

came out the sea
I’m in my duffle make cash when i sleep
Big body Benz so back up when it beep
Feel like a Shephard I’m leading the sheep
These niggas is

over your head. When I go to sleep, I'm still tote-in Still
Cause thats just what I do,
Open your heart, let me know how you feel
Cuz I'm leaving if it

the wind with a gift in my sac
Art on wall with blue tac never part of no fab
Can't be fucked with all that I love a bat like I'm Ozzy
Tay from Aussie Tay is

this money
Every hour couple stack
Making millions by the month b
Hold up
Heat beat it til i swell up
He eat it til it numb up
Hands around my neck
Got

that is spread through the blue TV

I want to see my dreams come true
I want relief from the chains that bind
The shy girl painting visions

On My Page

Courtney Marie Andrews

On My Page

In the backseat in a raincoat, lulled by the engine and the shadows always moving to my right
Do you feel it too?
Like you're the only one trying

Yuh relax
Yuh relax
Yuh relax
Yuh relax
The grass is green
My schedule busy
My girl is a star
In love with her
But no fornicating just communicating

with a switch on the glock
He done thought it was sweet made him run in his socks

Well hop out the car face a opp out the blues
Man man popped out took

Getting By

Weekend Excursion

Are We On Yet?

2011

kiss

The grief in our eyes
As we tried to hold back our goodbyes
Feels like I'm raining inside

But you're my blue skies
My perfect little

powder from the heat
So hear me speak
These fuckin' waters run deep
Dyl the kill machine
Your slow motion to my speed
Catch you in your sleep
Came to cook

Israel just to fuel their racist dream/ 
That white and blue flag don’t ever wave that shit by me/ I’ll stick it up your ass and make you learn some

of the plan 
Bottles and models wit sand

Hell cats and Bentleys the plan
Dapper like Dan
Rocking VLone fuck a friend

Cuz I do it all by my lonely 
Hungry

What?

LARRY

Here I Am

I was talking in my sleep, she said
Taking pictures making faces
Gone lost and incomplete
Walking quiet down the street, wasted
Searching far

NYC Where I'm From

Tony Yayo

Bulletproof Radio

2007

bleedin' (damn)
And now you wanna bitch and can't ball all season
Yo, I'm rollin' Phillies up with the 76ers (come on)
And got my Heat up in Miami

through
Storms might rage but we'll see the skies of blue
For my kid I'll fight to make it true
Street's cold tales old told in blood and fire (uh)
But my

hard, where my Dipset chain, kid
I be in Harlem like the Bartendaz
Doing pull ups on the bar
All the broads gettin'
Catch me in the city with the Mets