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anybody that oppose me tell my foes it a wrap.

I'll apologize later
I guess later is now
I guess you should hear me out  
Your love held me down  

I'll

Like these women, they'll come up to each other and say things  like this woman's said, Veronica, tell me about your birth story. And I was like, oh,

out the K
Shout out to all them people
Who done told me that I can’t
I can’t wait til' the day
I tell my momma that we straight
And then I go and buy

And poverty humbles me
Taught me some respect and
To add this and that
Including love that's a fact
Ninety five plus five
I give it extra five
When I tell you

having healthy children
At Sunday dinner, the family gets together
And we tell some good stories, goddamnit
It gets no better
I don't dream about buying

by a kid
Oh Alexander
All this Wisdom
That you hid
Telling stories
And through fibs
Didn't do
What noone did
Oh Shit
I couldn't help myself
I just do

Step Off

Cowboy

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you know you're soft, uh-huh-huh.

And for all you MC's, you heard my story
On my super-fly, cold-crushin' fame and glory,
How I rocked the children

by the monster

Oh I'm convicted 
But that doesn't change the way that I look at you
I don't wanna be the monster that you want me to
Spitting back

was by far the most deranged
People often ask me for stories about the man
And the one that sticks in my mind the most
Well, it goes a little something

a fake place
Fela Kuti on my mind
Let it boom
Shake shake
Water get no headlines
All that news fake fake
Tell me what is life of crime
You rehabilitate

day I'ma, tell my children stories
Of how I was in the business of providing true euphoria
Stressing out myself it wasn't worth me
Losing my

Okay, children, gather round again
Let me tell you my story of origin
How I became this mad villain
Full of self-hatred and destruction
How I always

and vagrant indigents no secret subject lovers
It ain't TV, SB hella greasy and it's seedy
I would tell a different story friend but that would be deceiving,

too, nigga
War stories, dead bodies found beside the buildings

Drug dealers shootin', bullets flyin' in children
Swat hittin' cribs, cops shootin' kids

not blood or family but gotta raise the children
Now I could tell a story bout one lil black folk
Who tryna make it out but all he know is the dope rope

the leaders behind
There's healing in it
If you ain lived it you got to find it

In the Contete Jungle power lines is vines
Each with its own story to tell
It's

something different
Life's another cycle, one that can't be broken and since I understand that I'm living in it
I might as well tell my children the same

pleasure like your friends tell you

And just in case you’ve made mistake already and you’re now regretting

I got good news for ya

Come with me to a place

to just survive
I gotta thrive to be a better me than yesterday 
I'm cookin up a better recipe
Nothin but true story
Black on Black crime
Got families

You can’t take me out my soul
If you knew where I’d go
No, no , no
You can’t take me out my soul (No, no, no)
She got it twisted like she opened

supervision on the way I'm living
They tell me I'm not stuck but I can only pivot
They never listen
They got me like a fucking robot
I know I'm dead inside but

to tell you the story of reminiscing and the pain
I hope that you listen the colours are missing in all the pictures I paint
Been to the darkness,

I’ll tell you a story, hired by a black man
He has drivin all the way to Japan
Helped me get a job, tie down a career
Now he visits me, and my family

my son passed by,
and one of them struck him in the eye and killed him.
So I shall kill you.
Ah, sir forgive me.
I will have no mercy on you.
But I