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bruising my skin
You the type to still lose when you win
Third base born, don't act like you cold
Don't say your back hurt, when your chair is a throne
Don't

Niggas gave up like Boogie
Then switch up like Matt
Niggas can't really no bully
I'm back on my bully
Yo hoe gone get fucked like Shaq's
I'm selling out

like it is Hannibal Lector
All these teachers tryna give me a lecture
Talkin bout how much harder it was back in their day
But no one wants to listen

nobody's wrong
Im ahead if you give head
We do our jobs at the mall

[Rell singin']
Every since the day i saw your face
My mind told me
You were the one that

but I'm still hoping it'll show by time
It feels sublime, when see that you're on the climb
Wish I could go back in time
Back in the days where you were

nun, addy got my whole face real numb (I cant feel nun) (Whole face numb)
Ain got no job, can't get no apartments, ain got paystubs (Ain got paystubs)

like it is Hannibal Lector
All these teachers tryna give me a lecture
Talkin bout how much harder it was back in their day
But no one wants to listen

bushels and memories and lethargy
So honestly
Curiosity killed my day job
But keep it I don’t want it back
Don’t judge a book by its spilt milk cause your

March 18th, a rainy day my mama gave birth
To a baby boy trapped in hell on Earth
From day one it wasn't fun
I never had a crumb
Daddy worked two jobs

I ain't screaming fuck the president, and I won't put his name in a song,
Cause he won't even hear this shit anyway, that'll be the day when I'm

niggas go and do the job, okay
Pull up with the gang, with the mob, okay
The song that you dropped, that shit flopped
Okay
She think that I want it, like

pose a smile but deep down they really feeling destroyed
Hidden pain, they couldn't see it even if they clairvoyant
Everyday, they do the job that

Stream
Beat: The Soul Beat “Walking By the River”
Producer: DJ Static
Verse 1 
Interlude


I was born with the umbilical cord round my throat 
Like

YOU NEED TO MAKE YOUR MOVING PHOTOGRAPH SUCCEED!

ENSEMBLE:
DON’T STRESS, CHIN UP;
IT’S ONLY THE BEGINNING 
HOW COULD ANYTHING GO WRONG
WHEN IT’S DAY

And together we got plenty to do
She worked multiple jobs and went to school

On nights and weekends, having no answers for her boyfriend
Now she is going back

getting smacked by a teen (smack)
You know and we know my money increasing
My offense too strong
Y'all need better defense
Ive been on the come up
I'm their

this life so nigga, Imma protect my hood by force
I started with the white, then I moved to green
Cause man, I was about this from
Back to the prison

ain´t nothing deeper than blood
/ My flowing is going out to you know you be in the pub / Me I´m still the
same slob / Still no day job and debts gonna

I remember back in Vegas, it was right before graduation
I was looking in the mirror at myself and I was thinking
How bad I want to succeed, shit, I

at the rest stop
Maybe Best Buy's got a job with your name
No shot at the fame with game like that
You'll remain like that
A weak little fucker with some lame

never see you back home
Plus, your girl's a hoe, she cheating in yo, we got proofs on couple photos
She sucks like a pro, by the way let me know, how much

connectin' the plots

(W.C.)
Move back homie as I pump my Chevy up
Mash and hit the gas
Fly my bandana up outta the window
And left her ass on the smash
Maniac

broken? (Time)
Why do we spend our whole lives chasing time? (Time)
The clock is ticking on by
We always feel like we're running out of time (Time)

callin/
Watch for the snakes and jakes they be tarkin/
Back in the day on court we be ballin/ 
Now I take 3 point shots to the cats on the road in