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somethings To feed
Bless me from my head to my feet
Hear me when I speak
The tears that I weep
The night mare in my sleep
What do you expect me to tell my Kid

is not my God
You can't stand the face of Jah
Use my voice to praise Allah
From quarantine to martial law
By any means, G, fuck it all up
Give a fuck

guards say I think he’s a risk,
And not a single bag on me but I came here equipped,
You niggas out of character you gotta stick to the script,
If being

say I got a purpose
Both make me nervous
With the devil you get the furthest worldly
But in the end you'll be hotter than a furness
Heard me
Ignore my

Krew / Time Afta Time

Trouble

Edgewood

2018

it

You can't even understand the shit nigga dealin' wit (yeah)
Time afta time afta time everybody feel you owe them something won't give a shit

on a couch with you 
If it's really bricks in the house, nigga
For my city, know how I rock
Breaking news story leaked by the cops
Cuban links on me, too

since a jitty
Me, myself, and I
Shawty I'm sorry I lied
When I apologized I don't really care if you cry
But you can't say I never tried
I ain't had love

Miss Jackson

Jaymz Bee

Sub Urban

2002

plan a pretty picnic
But you can't predict the weather, Ms. Jackson

Ten times out of nine, now if I'm lyin; fine
The quickest muzzle throw it on my

mood and good row, hitman scope, upward slope, og dose of gold good dope, you overdose, call popo not intentional, fuck it tho, the illicit in his system

goin' crazy
No, we can't get a four for four, that is not my baby
Three-five, of the white runtz, got me talkin' lazy
You say you don't got the cash,

the answer by the end of all of this

I guess I'm better off not knowing for sure how you feel these days
I couldn't take it if I knew you hurt like I did
I

Prices on My Head

Young Buck

Straight Outta Ca$hville [Clean]

2004

On Top
But Understand If You Start It, I'm Gon' Pop
I'm Not And Artist, Buck Is A Street Pharmast
One Of The Smartest, That Gon' Get Money Regardless

the company When they want something from me 
N' that’s pretty f*cked up if you ask me 
But a hustler’s a hustler to all of those around me 
In the lower middle

beat your ass with a tray 
In the cafeteria 
Dead children can’t even have progeria
And grow old
Slaves are sold by masters
Christians are slaves

your life can change off something small as a choice
If I'm the underdog, I'll write the theme songs
I was given this voice my body bleed songs
So never

and who I am right now feel like nothing to me.
Flirt, but she never wanted nothing with me. You was never there but you something to me.
Forget it, I'm way

The pressure of existence is something that I can't face
Leave me be and let me be a victim of my own mind
Rest your weary head you'll soon be dead with your own

ass
Humiliated everyday in class
Waking up in the morning is a task
If you want to be loved
But you are somehow enhanced
Just become cool, they'll hang

like, hey, I'll come with you
And I made this
Signed XO, I be having a lot to say
I don't even, I don't know, I don't really put no hook on the flows now

I'm the hottest youngin' you might ever meet
With Amari jeans and some Prada feet

And if it's Prada feet, I'm rocking Prada tees
It's called Super hate

Watch me I do what I wanna
I don't just stunt in the summer
You said I can't but I'm gonna
I'm always down but stay one up
Watch out for me I'm

I know they been awake
& I can’t shake your hand, once It get back that you've been a hater
I've been focused my grind
They've been focused on my

comes around
Ten toes standing on my ground
And I'll double down
Dumb it down for these niggas
That I been sonning now
You fuck around if you willing

you don't know how I felt
I can't expect for you to love me when you don't love yourself
I don't do it for likes and that's why I get love
Do good deeds