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beans, never been liked but in life always been an emcee
I'm real, deal, so Holyfield, God laid the seeds don't you see what I mean
Since about the age

my seed
Have em waking up
At the slaughter
What we do is confidential
They don't know bout that
Bitch lie again
I swear to god we taking hats
And once

Whosoever is born of God does not commit sin
For his seed remaineth in him
And he cannot sin, because he is born of God

Buck! Yo-a griselda by

Hands on the word
Give your life
And you won't see the flame
Saved by the blood
In Jesus name
Victory's won
Scoreboard glitching
Anointing breaks yokes

conversation what I’m chasing they’re just set in stone
Had no reservation I been patient had to look to God
Know that times is hard but we made it so this time

looking for em? cause I fell down to that same life now I'm stood tho. Ok, Here's the good news so pay attention. God sent his own son to aid in our

yea
Fly high to my guys on the nine
Cloud judgments wit drugs, only way to get by
Or so we thought, all the hurt gettin' better wit time
If the devil in

H1GHR like we smoking joints
So many J's at one label boy you know we scoring points
Yeah, surrounded by villains demons sinnin' I feel alone
I ain't

ngam' askiyi Pap and Vleis boss
You wanna be Ray Charles
To the fact that I still managed
To make niggas with no albums
With descent amount of cake dawg

a novelist
Facing depression, but in it's face I’m a monolith
Steady this monument
I’m unmoved by anything that you try to present
By my tomb, play me this

a profit now
I need beats because we're about to put an album out
That conversation wasn't friendly
Thought he had some beats that he could lend me
But he

The Color Hate

Souljahz

The Fault Is History

2002

Where all men are created equal
Was that a twisted plot for the sequel?
Sewing seeds of hate so that your kids inherit evil

And the wonder why your

me, please let me be, and just be you
None of you know shit about me, but you all think that you do
Tell me what you know about me, not a god damn thing

But nevermind that old money, I'm tryna get a new buck
Buy the nubuck, fresh size 12
And ain't nobody help me - we did it by ourselves
Inspiring

Engraved with the notion that love lies under the sheets
And that stanima is built by twice the number of drinks
Still so I'm led to believe it's no

preserved Gods grace still a baby though
Back in da field against a hunned by my damn self
400 hunned bodies think I can't Get'em my damn self
Dis sh**

knows?
Reach for a thought
You could blame God if you can't, but are they your hands or not?
In my head i've got a screaming clot,
Who grabs me seething by

clean  
Wipe wipe the slate clean  
Imma wipe the slate clean  
Wipe wipe the slate clean  
Two clever by a half nigga listen to me clean

(Verse One)

the perspective, of criminal, narrative
My motive, is to make you, believe, I've received real life gangtsa seed
Doing all the evil deeds, deceive and cheat,

I'll grab the Tacoma

Pink base hold the ground green reach for sky
I watch you cut in half, you always better than I
Black seeds pepper white flesh all

a deep sleeper

Goal getter, big thinker
 
Not influenced by the hot liquor

Mama said ""You're not a Gold digger""

Work Hard, Play Hard Wiz Khalifa,

But a him a the healer

Neither seeds or trees will be coming through the door
But people don't you worry 
Because little Johnny is cured
Little Johnny

all feeling the alcohol 
I opened up the floor 
I'm the vibe starter 
I'm streaming premium channels but this is not charter 
Planting seeds of wealth,

on the wrong list to 
Milan flights why the fuck you ain't treat me right probability of you doing that twice swear to god not again in life now my family send