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never get
And we ain't seen nothing yet

I can't remember all the things that I've done wrong
There's too many to count on my both my hands
Tried to make

Yes I cry out and then nothing
I mean come on now
Could I really be falling unlike anyone?
How many ways has a human heart been spent?
Need you to say

Get this bread up and running

Clocking out I'm ready to peal
Damn right I'm ready to peal
Get my check and keep it going
Ain't really nothing else
Fuck

something there's an ocean floor
If I.. If I say what I want there's no story told

The narrator is talking zip it and open your ears
Hopefully you see

guerrilla warfare
Shoot em up and disappear into brush
But if ya shut it down, turn into a sit and stare
You'll be given nothing more than such, but
By

thoughts this shit just feels the same
This pain goes on and on so I'll silence with shame
Numbed by my mind, I can't do anything
I tried and I tried, still

nothing else
All thought about was the end of the day
I think how I wanna be all by myself
I'm letting my issues go away

Cos I'm ready for the weekend yeah

filled with gold
Then stop by old Stanton's grave, see for yourself
There ain't nothing there

For those left in the cities slow pain will act as poetry

again, might wake up and sleep again
Sleep again, might wake up and sleep again
No room in my Benz
I ain't got no room in my Benz
Two by two
Me and you

the ancients
I'm avenging defendants and doing battle with plaintiffs
Holding court on the judges that imprisoned my cousins
All black jury convict you you gon

Excuse me as I revert to my old habits
Nowadays my dead lifting happens when I hold caskets
I throw my fist in the air like it ain't fair God
My

know ur worth more
C'mon get up, help me explore
Every single little thing that you bring for you and me
And don't let nothing get in between of your

easy
I can't be giving up easy

So where did the years go by?
All of our yesterdays were over in a second
And time's no sort of alibi
Ain't got the heart

easy
I can't be giving up easy

So where did the years go by?
All of our yesterdays were over in a second
And time's no sort of alibi
Ain't got the heart

high
Tryna get her off my mind past the time by
Can't let em get you down
Gotta keep on movin up
Cause there's only room for winners not a runner up

I'm

really on a mission (Feelin' Right)
Led by my intuition
I just hope that you listen
Little closer to this wisdom
That I be spittin' (Feelin' Right)
You

takin your ecstasy
My ex friends, better hope they fuckin dead to me
Cuz if they not I’ll make them bleed I don’t forget just you wait and you’ll see
Aye

staring at the action
Now the action is a part of me
I swear I didn't do nothing
But there ain't nobody accusing you
Of the crime you're witness to
Somebody

OD off of all the shit I'm in this bitch
He gone hate a nigga by the way I'm fucking on his bitch
Roley on you'd think a nigga slit his wrist
Roy jones

I was already half-drunk 200 miles away
Man on a mission with nothing in my way
I've got a pocket full of money and a paper full of green
So I turn

do ya body well, yeah
And you know I do just more than just talk
When I fly down on that like a Hawk
And I know I do it well with my size
I can tell by

I was told by my
Ma and Pa
You can't
Be someone until you're
No one at all and then I

Lost myself to make a
Nickel and dime until i
Found myself with

street Made a Million outta Nothing, flip that Dollar 25 times segregated business Bumpin' aint that what dey mean When they say pull up by ya own

you ain't shit
But I'm gon do what I'm gon do to ya
I'm causing paranoia when I'm around, eyes on, I'm creeping with
But I'm gon do what I'm gon do