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by your cash or your jewelry hoe
All you my soldiers
And I'm a lieutenant,
Goddammit,
You should be saluting me hoe
I hope you know I ain't going

when I put it on the top
Of the bowl and I might take a shot
Hot heads walking by me every single day
Every little pay that I try to give to my fam just

To get it in order 

Torture, how my niggas get slaughtered 

Just for being black by the cops 

Or just for being yourself by the niggas that plot

to blow up, gonna snatch that crown
Like it's something I founded
And I’m so astounded
By all the love that I got for my EP
The darkness is gone life is

play hard
She pay the bills by herself
She get mo doe when she solo cause it pays to be by herself
She ain’t never ask for no help
Cause if it ain’t

(نوشته شد برای ملت ساده لوح)
Imbeciles are gonna loose...
(احمقها می بازن)
Taimed by magic and voodoos
(با جادو و جمبل<خرافات> رام میشن)
از پا منبر قصه

at the lips
Black watch look like a pool on my wrist
Y'all counting no wins
Y'all losing too much
Weird ass boy can't hit my weed
Can't sip my drink
Can't ash

even bolt on his best day can steer from it
And it don't matter how black brown or tan you is
You to him a wild uncaged baboon chimp
I'll be damned if

impress me

I wanna love but I refrain I'd rather jus protect my soul
Can't get held back right now I'm trynna reach my goals
Always bn the black sheep

eyes)
Put ya in all black cause you killing with thick thighs in it
Hey I been thinking about your loving & your freaky visions(Visions)
You got me

Nations for treasons and
Conquer their regions
Smash in their kingdoms and
Stomp on their leaders
Four figures of killers that's
Haunted by demons
Attacked

as cardboard (Ah)
I'll turn this penguin black and blue
Likе I did to the passport
PU! Lookin' like Harvey Wеinstein
In a creased suit
They must've voted for

Drank together our face full of smiles
Black is the feather telling me what to write
Attack whoever don't want me to rise
I called you my brothers
But you

problems couldn't get solved by a Glock
I got homies, that would die for the block
I see these niggas like mannequins
Panicking when we on the spot
Nigga

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Tempers Of The Beast
By Philip Singer

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along with the program
Make these beats, rap these lyrics, take these streets to a new level
Have the police and media worry about the new rebel
Guided by

Ugh, I can't believe it
As I'm on this train, going through this city
I'm kinda feelin mad cuz it's late and by now I should be knee deep in titties

some alcohol with this and that’s
A better way to wobble

Toggle forces white queens, black horses
One tally for every smile that Mac forces
Scratch it

defies these warnings counsel reaching for the knob alighting a small room surrounded by peeling institutional paint. A metal bunkbed quartered upon one

when the feds hit the scene and the blacks disperse
I've been real from the start
You were acting first
These trials I've been going through made me
I've

minds wanna bleed me dry
See me dead
It's open season on an open mind
It's hatred and violence
Sold by design

Aim for the head bullet through spine
Leave

to love my inner critic this time

As told ginger
As told by Chelsea
These cartoons could never be me
But I see myself in everything

And if the grass is

that let me tell you a little bit about my past and the struggles i've faced
And by the grace of God was able to make it through
Living like a low life

the slightest light
Gathered in a circle with some guys I’m inspired by
He approached each one and reached his hands out
Covered they eyes and turned them black
I