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you had discovered the path you got embedded
No no no, I plug my ears, I don't want to hear no excuses
You believed in the second coming and the lord

Ballotelli I'm a king with the pen
Ten out of ten
And a nigga getting bigger than Ben
Ain't a street fighter but I'll beat a Ryu I'm Ken
Let's not pretend

(Coming over people the peculiarly convincing sensation
That their ordinary sense of individuality is transcended
In a world that is foreign to me,

Rehearsing for the show, for the part I play it
And no I'm not your mom, but before you say shit
I'm coming for those covers, gonna wash an iron it

Jack

Got lawyers on the payroll we aint going passed the bookins
Getting high watching life pass by you can throw Me in the jungle and i swear ill survive
Im

getting older, time flying by
I'm stressing about success, trey five just to get high
Looking in the mirror, reminding myself I'm that guy
Stormy on my line

how I know I'm naked
Not questioning the creation
Or am I, flip it I AM praying, is answering me on stand by
What a spoiled childs point of view
I'm

don't have a job by the time you're 30. 

I smoked pot. I carry, I smoke pot. Oh yeah. Now I don't. I take gummies to wind down because you see I'm amped

Boy C to the LIDO by the way though
Badman coming through

I would have said brikiti live on this one cus it sounds right
But I wont
Just incase you

I Feel God Rising, I feel God Rising, Aye, Aye, 
Full conversations with God in silence, Lord I need the guidance, I wanna live in Alignment, I know

on the roses of love
I got healed by your touch like I dosed off the drugs
Now I'm healed off the pain when I'm drugged off your love

Woah woah, I can't even

Baby, you're chasing dreams you can't afford
Getting high till you can't no more
Waking up like, damn, I'm sore, damn, I'm sore
There's a man

for a miracle to happen
I'm gonna go get it
Just like that, bro, I'm gonna go get it
If it's not coming to me, I'm gonna go find it

I be showing up for

on
Careless how you feeling nigga
We gon hop out with that hitter
Split his top and he won't see it coming
Yo bitch gon throw that ass for me
I can leave

no 
Aint no skeletons try to attack me boy 
I put them prayers in covered by angels They coming in chariots 
Im sleeping well like a room in

and go like
Dwade to Lebron James
That's old heat like
Long time coming
Pussy ass niggas
Y'all need a apron
I'm just trying to make a million Off recording

they ain't the same covered up in tattoos
In the land of the free I'm forever known 
look up at the sky and pretend I'm home
Dear Lord I know you got

got colleagues in they feeling like a bitch would
And I ain't never been the one to really chit chat

OD1 my circle, couple corners for some squares
I'm

I'm in a war fighting spirit over flesh
I got God with me enemies know I'm a threat
FSM for life you know I got to represent
(Holy)
Coming at these

Bring It On

Too Much Trouble

Players Choice

1993

bang, hit the motherfucking deck
I'm down on this track and I'm abouts to get wreck
I'm coming like a hustler, never coming buster
Blasting on you hoes

Aye

Aye 

Aye
Aye

They started a war, forgot I'm a lord, I hit like a god (yeah)
I spit on the low, they turn it to law, or gospel it's odd (yeah)

slavery sings to my
Youth
Your history lies as it beckons by
Truth
Robbing my land of resources
For reasons residing by paupers
Let's open this caucus

still in the field like a goalie
Fuck a codefendant, slide by my lonely
Born a legend bitch I'm feeling like Broly
Take what I want you can't say that I

heard felt silenced
Even though I used my speaking voice
Oh lord
Now I feel it coming
Now I'm running in a cycle
I'm a psycho when I'm writing something