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Beautiful Life

Trip Lee

The Good Life

2011

image and that baby is the same 
Give him life 

[Chorus]
 
Let it live 

Brother, I bet you were caught off guard by that seed in her stomach 
So

will tell tails of my unending greed
Eternal labour I've birthed by my seed
The rand lord, my pockets run deep
A national congress to feed on the weak

him like a god
He set the bar he's our North Star
Wherever he went, 'round him all
The world revolved cause men were
Honored to follow him and take up

the illusion of my shadows' demon
Time is ticking by, energy depleting
Sleep deprived and my mind, acts like I am sleeping
I just need a break from this

me for my sins
But not god it was the devil who helped with all of this
Few days go by he tryna put his thoughts at ease
He praying talking to the sky

task is to lead getcho brothers to succeed 

first body at 18 aint make it to 23 crying wondering why god to her one in only seed 

the power of that

per, spective, a criminal, narrative
My motive, is to make you, believe, I've received real life gangtsa seed
Doing all the evil deeds, deceive

Gonna deep throat
I'm supreme tho
Cause I'm getting all of the toppings
All On my peen tho
No cheese tho
I'm keeping it clean ho
And when I shoot seed

Because parents gotta work twice as hard to keep they seed from harm
While they tryna keep a job, because they dont wanna see em starve

But its hard, after

Yea
Loneliness is a hell of a drug
By nature
Humans are social creatures
We're only supposed to be isolated
From each for short periods of time

of the drops
We may believe in different Gods,
Speak different languages
Or find ourselves in different parts of the world
But we remain connected by the fact

Yea, we real thugs
All our problems solved by guns
And all our lives depends on the drugs so yea
All my brothers R.I.P
Better be dead than not be free

with me
Now I take love home with me
I've been shamed, I've been tortured by my own god damn father
Still I rose up and smiled
Dust my clothes off

[Intro]
Is Mans suffering not his own doing 
cre we so trapped by parental beliefs that we accept the ill natured world that they have created for us

Oasis

Shabazz the Disciple

Book of Shabazz (Hidden Scrollz)

2003

know I paid the cost for fame
To be a billionaire, the god struggled for years
Some nights I shed tears when I said my prayers
Been shot at a lot

At last! A nigga rapping bout blunts and God
Expansive thoughts, extensive bars, sex in expensive cars
And still got it off the pavement
I only use "used to"

The shift of consciousness
Switch up,  witness this
The world's not flat,
But it's still a flop
Thank god
A simple plan and I'm just a kid who never

Could never
We all gon eat
Cause we done been through that rain together
Right now I'm just enjoying the ride
I ain't forcing nothing
God gon choose me

Yeah
I brought the squad with me
Yeah Yeah
How can you be the God when you're talking to the God
Stay in your lane boy we are not the same boy
Don't

to listen to my pocket cuz they empty like the dark
I was doubted by the family, I was doubted by the friends
I was told to get a studio, couldn't do by

goes nothing
Stand in awe of God, fear no substance
Fear no man and the rear view's nothing
See your future plans, keep those coming
We all got

to me

She want my seed
I ain't talking about sesame
Let me tag in real quick
Killing your dad and fucking your bitch

Hickory, hickory up on my dick
She

and calamity
Damn
This is insanity

Managing plants, planting a seed
Turning
Expanding
Rebranding
Into hands that was never planned to be
Anarchy

Meanwhile

in your favorite rapper's top three
Take that and minus by two
That's what I am to everyone, including you
You admire me but you won't admit it
You try