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In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who's born
On a muggy hot morn'
In the dawn's early light

In the port of Amsterdam
Where the sailors all

Elevation ain't no mistaking
How we leveled up
Understand we always on to something
I keep it popping like popcorn
I was born to do this
Hit and miss
Big

Guilty Simpson, back again, check me 
This is flagrant file I burn denial on the mile 
Half smile, born the incredible rap child 
Keep your

and the glow
You know she got a hit the centerstage
Said you born again well that's pending mate
You look like you still in them sinning ways
But you say

fucked up we all fucked up
Was born corrupt conceived by bogus deed 
Smokin on green peeping the scene plotting on ahh scheme
To get some cash in my paws

the earth has been burdened by your sins.
You have been completely arrogant and unrepentant
You imprisoned your own father and younger sister.
You murdered

(It's M City Music, baby)
(Ay, yo, Chino, you again?)

Man ah Guz, huskii setoka, niko rada
Bling ni ya kilo, na si ati nyama
Ndonyo bado ni mayut

to put their heads in boxes again
Outline my body in white chalk
Try to crucify me on crosses made out of sidewalks
I'm not a role model ain't nothing

just want you love

I stare at my phone at pictures of you and our new born
I wonder if he knows that I missed his birthday this year
This trip away's

throats
That's it
Never tell me that popping pills is a bad habit
I wanna be in the grave being eaten by maggots
Fuck you I cannot stand these faggots
Throw

at all
And I'm not hating on myself for it anymore

We are energy manifested into being
Created by light and born from darkness
We are not perfect, babe

Born in the east raised by the west
Torn in between cultural dressings
Both may feel right, but neither feels whole
Mother I’m torn between two

Damn
This shit intense
Niggas ain't men
Killas ain't friends
Double edge sword
Poker face again
I'm just tryna win
Angels on my dick
Ya ya ya ya ya

Intro 
Real info again 
We are representing the true words 

Okwa gi bu Chukwu di reliable 
Omere impossiblity possible X2

Chorus (Ikay)
I got love

and I know we were  born to fly 
Let’s give it one last try 
Just maybe this time we’ll touch the sky 
Every time I fail it fuse my flame 
Every time I

wanna throw my life in a trash bin again
No one knows I haven't felt the same since last Christmas man
Pessimist, I accept the fact that I won't have

or two I've never read
And more than a dozen gonna read again 

Like Blue Highways and The Land Remembers 
Black Elk Speaks and Fire On The Mountain 
Rural

I'm a stick with my pad and my pen
Cause theres a good chance this shit is gonna happen again
My pockets is thin
I don’t wanna live
People struggling

I'm aghast we're the same
Still blinded by the serpents in the treasures we all seek
Nigga used to work for charity
Through a marketing agency
Four

I'm glad that I was born
Surmissed by a telephone
Why get, get the camera off my face
S.N. for security name

I lie down here
So keep me up three

the great's never been truly free

I'll wake up again but they won't get to
Slaughtered by the system sworn to serve and protect you
"Oh my god"?
Yeah it seems

from a friend

So call your crew back, and we'll do it again
Get your groove back, and the party begins
Yo, we can do that, but how will it end?
Thought

I got crossed by my homie that's closer than kin
I took a loss, go with my heart, I bet I won't again, no
On everything, money bring problems
But

Tonight I dreamed it again, the place where I constantly wander
So far and wrapped in darkness
It stands as the incarnation of my obsessions

My soul