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heaven sent
Loving you was easy till we split apart, that's when it hit my heart
It's always the little scars that leave the biggest marks
His heart

Black History

PRhyme

PRhyme 2

2018

a couple months
Papa regretting doin' coke, mama probably those couple blunts
Little did they know there was nothing to be ashamed of as long as we
Keep

Colder

This room is getting colder by the second 
If hell is hot
Is it cold up in heaven 
Maybe not
And maybe I’m just tripping 
I like to talk about

service to Send you back to hell
That was a little harsh. How about this: instead, let's go
To an IHOP
Since I don't like you, we'll order callow greens

four more
Johnny's got six-o looking for four-scores
Told him just link little bro by the fourth floor

Man I just beat the case
So can somebody

sure I felt a little spot of drizzle
Might have to dismount and don a load of wet-gear, let's hope it's just a bit of superficial
I can feel the pressure

bought a Chevy (Chevy Cruze)
I ain't beefin with niggas no mo I'm too damn heavy (I get money)
I put a 10 on em by Monday he gone be in heaven (With God)

and so for a little bit
Depression is killin' us, basadi tryna live with it
Can we get rid of it by makin' money, gettin' rich?
Do you people even

diary, and I read
That all my little problems, now are free
I want to live my feelings, day by day
I let you give emotions, in my way

But I am not so

traps and enjoyin' it
Shit, I graduated valedictorian
They want me buried and broke
But since fourteen, I been married to dope
What we deserve, heaven

there yet, so I just gotta wait
Uh, my trauma got me fallin', can't think straight
Little legend, listen
My trauma got me fallin', can't think straight

I

the devil on your shoulder
Lure it in and crush it with a boulder
Like David did but I switched up the story a little bit
Ok drastically...
The pebble wasn't

trains
Before all this pain we all wuz kangz
By the way
Married couples that use the one same
Facebook page are all like Krang
Every gay little page

to the same song
But that's still my jam, and that’s still your jam
‘Cause we think of us every time that plays
Now everybody wanna die and go to heaven
But

a diss people amazed
They gon' do what Simon say
I move around like I'm not phased
And hoes they know I'm not no saint
Bro, catch me at Heaven's Gate
Yuh,

one on the payroll
Burning down the fucking gates spitting that fuego
Slums right by the burbs are mo states mo
Hungry niggas turn your fitted cap into

Or you may not show
And it may be a little slow for you to grow
But don't let that stop you from being the man you have to be
That's Mr. Valentin, Mr.

bank robber 
Plus a Morman- Rastafarian 
Out of control Blacklisted Blackballed untrusted inexperienced
I got a little education 
I'm liable to bunk up

The Lord Works in a Strange Way

Corey Smith

The Good Life

2005

living day by day,
Stayed out late drinkin' way too much, didn't act my age, 
But life turned on a dime when she said, you're going to be a daddy come

Started preachin' the sermons at seventeen
Told the devil I'm on to his little schemes
Jesus took the wheel grippin' it by the seems
Jesus took the wheel he

choppin' onions
Spent all your breath huffin' and puffin'
Just to get dumped on by a cup for nothin'
Unless all you wanna end up dead
You do not mess with

I alive

Tried to break from my mental state

In a flash I do see my past

Full of sin by a stupid kid

Now I pour me a little more

Cuz that whiskey

you can't see this
Me and God coming to you hot and ready, no little Cesar's, no deep dish
But we coming dripping hard with the sauce
Pockets full

I lay awake thinking of paradise
(Hmmm) I wonder what heaven's like
Everyday that I'm above ground
Is everyday given to get it right
I made mistakes