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is evidence that you can make it
This the for younger me that always feel forsaken
If them lies ever hit your mind just replace it
They hit rewind

on every page
The only real tale' you know
Are from your braids stop acting slick
You're a closed-minded coward
Think you got flow? Miss
You don't even

Don't know how you do it
Fuck you the coolest
Creamy like the cool whip, damn
Got me switching my state of mind on things
The way you're talking made me

Everyone around me just keep spitting lies
You had your chance to be part of my life
Influenced a mind and a weakened bind
Now just get ready to get left

By any means nigga
(I gotta get it)
Lately a nigga been felling like Martin Luther
Meaning with me you can talk it out
But if you don't got the cash he

your mouth on it
I don't really want your cou
You a thot lil bitch
Three hundred and eight a knock a  pound of grease out your taco mix

Everybody say I

don't got exes stop telling lies
Any girl u talked to getting fucked by 6 guys
You sold on any girl
Especially the one u gave a whirl
U thinkin bout it

tried to mix but it fell apart
What you after?
Gave your first puff of the bud
I was in the shit I'm the shit starter
When you were copping it I was

I’m the best for you
Can you hear me
No where near me
Poured up like remy
Martin bingey
Stop the game all the time for reviews
Baby girl is old news
I’m

bread
Don't worry about the old Kmaajor, that boy dead in bed
I'm outta my mind, all I see is red
On the phone just with the therapist, there's demons in

Positive vibes
When they collide
Positive minds
When they combine
Anything’s possible if you and I align

Starting the journey

By closing our eyes,
Open

for terror
We mix them shits together
And then we having orgies
We live this life forever
We never gonna stop
You with us lemme hear you scream

Diesel

RZA

Instrumental Experience

2007

[Raekwon the Chef] 

So yo yo all I want to do is just tell them cats 

On the real, keep your game high man, keep it up 

Word up, never stop

Now you gotta walk around with stainers in ya pockets
Ain't no way to stop it
That's the only way you move
Only way you feel cool
Lookin over shoulders

something strong by the little that you do everyday

In this system you gotta keep your focus
Streets are full of locusts
Reach and try to choke us
Teach us

shordy just has me, dont give a fuck, im bout to nut we never have a plan B.

She a SOULLL ye dat girl a SOUL REcPER.
She can't stop loving me and I'm not

don't take advice from people I fear of becoming
Fuck your past bitch, baby this is my becoming
I'm coming for the necks of those who doubt me
Never mind

, let's mix and match
What yours is yours, queen you keep that
You never leave my mind
Reminiscing bout the times I held you, you were mine
If I text your

with a stray 
Ultra lights 
Mixed with High lights 
Through a limelight 
I feel life 
Reference me as your king 
Don't feel the same 
Fuck you then
Bitch

my diamonds
If you gotta problem get that shit off your chest
They breaking they neck tryna see what I'm on
I swear I don't fuck with these niggas

a minute, so you just wait
Mix hood with the wicked
I'm bout to take it to infinite, nigga let's get paid
When we ride yeah we wicked
Wicked Whippin
When we

of the cross, father, son, gifted with the holy spirit
Stop with the fucking slacking, you should go and get it
Bars set on the top of the Eiffel
If I fall, back

day 
Them mix match games are the games I don't play 
If you ain't down for me get tf out the way 
Youngmumf (yeah!) 
What they going say? 
Shouldve

manly shit
I love watching the way his mind works, he asks a million questions
Uncle, Why is The sky Blue?
Uncle, How do Cars Go?
Uncle, why Don't Dogs