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How can a young man cleanse his way
By taking heed according to your word
With my whole heart, I have sought you
Oh, let me not wander from your

we be on a different style
And if you trying to catch up, you gon' be trying little while
If this was a race, we in the lead by couple miles
Know I is

me got him by the throat
But he ain't dying
Everybody praying and they looking for the lamb
But he is a lion
Mic check three for
I ain't taking this no

And they was lined up to see us like lambs to the slaughter 

It was a swanky little shindig, they were pouring champagne 
I was having a good time until

Gettin by on pure intellect
The futures a mystery
And I'm Sherlock Holmes 
I see yo bitch ass plotting
I see yo bitch ass hating
You don't know shit about

to turn them wrenches
You’ll see defeat closing in by the inches
Down here in the dirt we get used to all the stenches
I push through the entrance and shoot

Ion' give a fuck 'bout nun, yeah
I'm tryna stack up the hunnid's, yeah
Yeah little bitch, I turn nun' to sum'
Yeah, choppa make 'em glitch walk while

Moved out the house, raised a little different Mama cryin' and I'm runnin' outta minutes[00:26.58]Second son, room empty and I

the foreign
Yeah the hoe cool, but this little bitch is boring
I got a white bitch, bring me the racks back
I'm on that young nigga shit in the Hellcat

I spend

is distaste and hate
Hearing screeches of the damned nah i cant be one of satans lambs
Maybe the way im taking might be wrong
I could be headed

I just made a oner, I ain’t done a thing
A lil favour for my bruddah
Errand for a king
So I made a little butter
A couple sides of mutton
Got it from

suck ass
And your lyrics suck shit
Get up off my dick
I ain't trying to get paid
End up in a dumpster
You little corporate slave
I give out my beats for

medieval strangers
Being resembled by the made up gods
Gotta make a big sacrifice with ma own fucking blood
I’m walking on this pale road
Too many dark

On my Journey Home I return drugged up and bruised
Battered up I'm like a lamb just on the drugs I used
In the grass I tumble thinking of the shit I

everything
I switch it up, the shit's disgusting
Fuck disgusting
And Robitussin, I’m the bacteria
Virus, hidden infected like I did

Mary had a little lamb

After-hours, treeful lane, little red silk dress
Almost teared me a heartbeat, 'til my balloons popped by the hanging lollipop off your

the best of west
Pay respects or pay with death
Legendary, from the streets of Mount Airy
2 GOATs on one song, it gets scary
We not little lambs, ain't no

put it all up on the line cause I don't got nothing to lose
I got too many bitches gotta count them by the two's
And if a Nigga try my family I'ma knock

the south
In a lamb
And the color cream
I got a passenger aboard
Raise my self-esteem
Turn my head
To the right
And I see my queen
She smell so tropical
Like

Oh yea by the way this that three shit you dig what im saying
I was raised by a different creed im Adonis with this
When I speak its always heat im

home sign on your motherfucking rip

Nothing new. I just move a little different
Had some wax bottled up. Now I detail every minute
Candy shop in

shall hurt the little Wren
Shall never be beloved by Men
He who the Ox to wrath has moved
Shall never be by Woman loved
The wanton Boy that kills the Fly

The Trinity

Sunz of Man

Saviorz Day

2002

what up big Divine? Yo Shallah!
Keep them niggas' hands up right
While I fuck these niggas up right
Silence your Lamb, it ain't Sam 
I lay dorment in

Every one of them
If you need me Ill be in my own bubble
Stirring up trouble add my semen maybe make a little double
Pure mutt dare anyone to re-buddle