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Overcome

New Politics

A Bad Girl in Harlem

2013

I'm feeling powerless
I'm feeling hopeless
I see the world beneath us open to the darkness
I see it everywhere
There's no progress
It's like I'm

congregate, they shrimp. Anyone not in on the secret, or just passing by, would think that shrimping consisted of a person lying on the ground and writhing,

me, what I keep a pistol for
I said, "without it, I feel naked as a stripper pole"
That's how it is when you were raised by some triple OGs
The first

say? Columbus challenging plays. Ref, I'm making
The call. There's something else on the way. I'm hermiting on the page. Give them the wrath

got verses and words no peas or birds.|My bitch still keep the 45 tucked in her purse.|I got leather and wood sittin on some big ass shoes you not

sins, yeah
Willy Shakes with the pen
I might have to set a trend (Yeah)
I'ma pop by the end
Got too many famous friends
(Yeah, way too many)
Spirit moves

inside the Matrix
Out in Hollywood gettin' chased
By some agents
Sayin' they can verify your page
And make you internet famous
All that brainwashing is bad

realistic fuck it, I'll risk it
To have a chance at fame, I'd never miss it
I know I'm gonna be famous 'cause
My friends and family insisted
Been on the low

belief
No gimmick here
It's All in reach
It's All in speech
It's all in screech
Big world

We're blinded by the fact that we're blinded
It's all in AL I

'cause
We told on a nigga
Purple fountain like Shaquille
Straight to down, 304, she had no
You was just a bro
Had your trust all in your ho
Don't confess

threw in the towel
I'm sorry the only way I knew how to love you was by you things that you can't pronounce
I'm sorry that none of this counts
I'm sorry

I gotta make money I gotta make music
I gotta get famous I know I can do it
cnd when I go do it, I know I get through it 
Writin' these lyrics review

to slide
You keep breaking all these habits
But you can't seem to get by

'Cause you used to daydream about the things
You'd do and say when you were

Allow me to introduce myself my name is Champz
I'm sicker than meningitis with no basic immunity
Fucking with me's like walking in a den of tigers

faze me now

Ok

Walk in the club you friends
I feel like I'm famous now
Play me again again
We rewind time
Its Sean no Kingston now
Bottles and bottles

to fix it 
By the time my phone pull your name up
Too late for sorry’s 
That I should of got 
Cause now I’m famous

is in that
Maybe one day when I’m famous
I’ll buy a private jet
And we can fly to where the
Rain don’t reach the ground
Or maybe we could just get

Swallowed by the drip and stuck in thinking I was bad,
On a sidewalk very sad,
The universe observing, 
Leading curious to learning,
Diamonds in my watch,
I

facts
If you know me then you know
I'ma get it by any means
Ain't no stopping me
D'Angelo, Angelo, Angelo (eyy)
You know that nothing comes for free

the saddest clowns
They love to hate us, but never praise us
That's why I line tombstones up like the undertaker
I was raised by the criticism of all 'em around

watching (watching)
There ain't no doubt
Word is gonna get around
Might not ever live it down
The way we're rockin'
Let's get this small town talkin'
Let's

Do It with the Lights On

Benjy Davis

The Angie House

2005

Well I was smelling on a daisy I had picked before
By the way things were going I couldn't help but get bored
In this cold dark bedroom, waiting

by a hoe come to your show an get to snatching chains
Trend setter ima young go getter
Throw me in the jungle naked come out with a chinchilla

Gettin' Closer to God

Krumb Snatcha Mobsters

Snatcha Season, Vol. 1

1998

It used to be fun, when I'm the one doin' the clappin'
Now I'm facin' my death, doin' fast breath, no laughin'
How can this happen, holdin' my chest