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they wonder why I'm angry
When shit hits tha fan - they always tryna blame me
cnything past 3 - that ain't my job
Don't put it on me - I might call in

'm wrong 
Where was y'all when I was
Stuck up in the trenches 
Nobody to call on nobody to visit 
Ironic how y'all saying that
I'm the one acting different 

party girl gets no respect
Especially from the party boys unless you in they bedroom
Said he fuckin' would
But he never fuckin' text you
Unless it's 3 am

to pay
I never get it T.I.C
Guess I won't get high today
I was in an old place on my own, yeah
They put my granda Billy in the hole
Everything I do is

the dead
More less the living fuck it

So what, I'm dead, tricked by the man
Why did he cheat me?
What was his name, oh yeah, Uncle Kreepy
Hektic's the name

JayBallStayBallin bitch JayBallStayBallin lets get it
We just one of them ones that's 1 of 1 you know
Blue stripes in my pockets call em Smurfs

to the details this shit is sickening
Sometimes the more important things is hidden
By all the pain that's culminating up into a nic stick
Brandon Miller but I

forward, move silent and graced, for the time and the day that we're likely to change 
I'm a stranger, looking in the mirror, see a face of, an image that's

the head
Right through my pillow right through my bed
Russian roulette with one in the mag
All by myself man that's a drag
With a bottle to share with my

in like '87
Realized they deserved it all man, I was like 11
Swear that ima recoup on all the gwap y'all invested
Yea I never thought it’d be like this

I Should of never have left I should of stayed that whole week
Even if it was your time at least I would of been there
By your side tryna get you

I Should of never have left I should of stayed that whole week
Even if it was your time at least I would of been there
By your side tryna get you

Uhh
Uhh
I'm so compassionate with my compositions
Check it

[Verse 1:]
Fascinated with foreign felines
Since I was knee high
This cigar got me buzzin

ass way of living and acting a fool
Every day on the streets, now the day went by

I didn't think about anything but getting high
It was a hard life

You see? I’ve been working on like 3 a day 
The sax, the degree then the heat to spray
You blow your own trumpet
I’m moving Miles Ahead, In A Silent Way

are saved
See I'm a blood paid
God Made
New creation in his name
On the cross my sin was slain
In 3 days my Jesus raised
Trust the King up in this thing

Yop
Oakes came through with the Stella
Jack Casserole in the Building
Got a surprise feature, I aint gon' tell you who
I might not even put in your

the second day
The second grave, the second blade never succumb to the secular state
I stand firm with immeasurable faith, by God's grace
I won't be in second

Voices

Mystik Journeymen

Worldwide Underground

1999

your mind 
Once the performance is completed seated in the back 
Too cool to throw yo' hands up; I never quite understood 
Alla that what you too

Let’s get it all this the music for the bag getters Yea yea yea
I was live in the trap tell me wat you need
Couldn’t even buy no weed till i served

to the Glass now!

Dane: No!

[Storyline]
Three months went by since Dane and the other inmates were kept prisoners in the Glass. No one accepts the nature

need a queen, I know it's early, I was thinking we could team up
That Dirty Shirley in your cup could use a re-up
I'll get you now, you get me next time

Yo
Ace Boogie
Y'all I just had this awkward moment man
And I had to write this
I'm hoping y'all can relate
I was at a party and my ex was there
But I

and binning the burner
Show me the pack I'm a visual learner
Show me the watch I'm a definite earner
Signing a contract taking it further
Cross in the box you