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stack em' I'm asking God like what happened
He don't give no answer like should I stay on a straight arrow
Or resort to trappin'
I
Barely been passin' by

Shoutout to Pubs man
Shoutout to Rob on the engineer too
God bless you bro
Ay
Ay
Ay
Hair flowing out the back of my c's cap, I be that,
Prolly by

to me
Now the tocks on the watch are no fun to me
Don't throw your funds to me
Ima earn it
Tables turn well ima turn 'em
Tired of coming up short
Last

Heaven On Their Minds

Eddy Mitchell

Dieu Bénisse le Rock'n'roll

occupied
Have you forgotten how put down we are?
I am frightened by the crowd
For we are getting much too loud
And they'll crush us if we go too far
If

to control my moves
But I sat back and watched the time go by smooth
Wise guy attitude these are bow tie blues

There ain't nothing wrong with a little sweat

Why does a millionare pay them the same?

And the courts are swayed 
By the whims of a crowd 
Unless youve got enough cash to buy them out
Cause if

Show Me the Good Life

Blu & Exile

Below the Heavens

asking God how come
I got dreams I ain't reached yet, ends that ain't meet yet
When it comes to being a man, shit I'm barely getting my feet wet
Trying

there was I
Before the drop before you die
Before you flow by
Before mountain high
Before you dream your life dare you live it now
Before the shake down

the cold weather
Clips for the berretta laying by my umbrella
Shit, I'm down for whatever!
Nowadays, snipers got you in scope
Just ask Lee Harvey Oswald in

Gotta be them happy thoughts now
My puppy dog’s sat by my side. Straighten that furrow brow out
Or you’ll drown and out brown boy
Keep your head down

man in 50 states
Say my name bitch you end up in a grave
You will wave all the way from pearly gates (God damn)
She call my dick Skippy, she like my

girl that I need
And I grab her by the hand
Say imma marry you as fast as I can
As fast as I can, like a little ginger bread man
She said are you sure

explain why I been stressing
The cost of groceries keep going up making it difficult for families to put food on their Table, shootings are on an increase

On table scraps at the orphanage
I ran in the house and God
Closed the doors and hid confessed sins
Evangelists say the Lord forgives
Seems right you created

toes down,
Still duck and swerve jakes,

Shaolin vibes, or Muay Thai,

cll the subs are getting sent,
To the bench on the byline,

You hear the pain, in

You only tough when you hang with your mans
And these niggas cap like
They workin' at Hibbett's
Catchin' a buck and I'm posted at
She seen my number,

need em
Around my folks, used to sneak em
Never wanted one to meet em
And she sat em down and briefed em
On the nature of our meetings
I just couldn't

The silver certificates are drying outside – 2 dollar bills are on a table to the right
                           5’s and up are all over the porch –

A young man's gonna tell his folks the truth tonight
They'll put their hopes for grandkids in a box with all their fears
A college girl's gonna take

prime
May God strike me down with lightning if you think I'm lying
Making bands and spit hot fire like my name is Dylan
You are the company, you keep

bothered to wake up tomorrow
Feel like im bothering people by talking about all my problems
If i told you what went down in my head then you'd have me

would’ve thought i was still in my prime,
Look at the rise from bottom to top, gotta thank God it was all by design;
He was all that i needed, Now i look

to have it slapped away… sad to say, you were cast away… and placed aside, on that bargain table… never, ever to be picked up again… by anyone, for any

these days that I'm wastin'?
Man I know that I don't even deserve to make it
I look at my songs ashamed I say God do I hate this
The work of art that I