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heathens
That boy good
You ain't Neva lie
God made me dip my big toe in hell so I'd testify
Now every time I use my tongue
I communicate with the other side

sheets
Screaming help
He begged please
But was silenced by the lady's lack of purpose
All she needs is him
To consume her
He barely knew her but he was

can't tell you how I feel about it,
F&N triggers had his brains spillin' out it 

Rapped up in these sheets, barely fed in these asylums
All these boys

the moment
We living for generations
We reaching for that 40
I'm talking bout reparations
Society's defined
By the 1 percent
That made it
Running out

breathe in the ocean
All the salt in the wounds all the dreams came true
And I couldn't be more pissed
Sailor tales bout the hell in the water came truer

to get to the top 
We’ve been coming from alot and we still be in alot but we make no fuss 
Coz we living by the code na where man dey work naim man go

I'm wrong
Cause everytime niggas pickup they kids they got in the car & be singing my song
And Crazo always been a smart nigga boy you know how i rock

Number one priority and that's me
I will never love you hoes
Bitch, you must be fucking crazy
Let me put my hands on ya girl
Drop them panties I just wanna

Do you insist on trying to test me,
You say you ain't scared well girl you best be,
Cause if you carry on they gone have to arrest me,
This shit just

him happy and proud by trying to be the best 
clso my dad, 'cause I really believe he taught me well 
I wanna give him a home instead of just a sloppy

once knew me before
Was confused by my stare and the blood that's on the floor
I told her it was a mural of the crimes of the past
And the reason our

from Louis
All of you opps lookin’ goofy
My homie, he ride with the Gucci
Don’t mess with his boys
Cause they ride with the toolie
Bumpin’ that B

Gasoline was a popular drink and it still is
Trying to get away, I was a child at the age of 4
Dad with a rubber hose, me nervous, shaking by the car

Motherfucker
I’m that motherfucker
I am that guy I'm the life of the party
I am that boy slanging whatever you want from me
I am the man I got the sacks by

hang gliding
Coming in for a landing
And all I really ask is for a little understanding
I've never been commanding
And I won't be so demanding
I'm

microphone to recite through
At my height on a bookshelf in my room
I don't need a mic booth
A flashing lights on a 50 track Neve console engineered by Guru

on the freeway like flipside
Flipping my fate for the one time, two time
Three times ten seventeens be my side
That's a 510 boy, my phone line
I'm a foreigner in

that far, I can't wait that long
Clock be ticking and I'm standing still
Idols on the wall by the window sill
Wonder how they did catch an audience

they gave me they ass to kiss
I remember I'm by myself, I had to hit that lick (I did)
I didn't ever call for backup, I didn't need it for shit (for

Well she said as I walked
Down the path that day
Boy I knew when it started
You'd walk away
Didn't know what to say
Cause I knew in my soul it was

Vain Man (I GOT It)

They gone no skull and cross bones
The boys in the lost zone
Visit the grave site and see how many lost souls
Well  only GOD

they watchin'
Makin' money bitches jockin'
Circle small that's just how I'm rockin'
Got it crackin' ain't no stoppin'
Flush it down if the boys knockin

the concrete
Yuh look at my peers they drug induced with sticks and bud B
Yeah come throw it back with the 070, 93
Yuh come hang on the block with the 070, 93

soliloquy
Never be no victim, your skin's intended for victory
And you gon see some struggle, that ain't the important part
Boy you're gotta know your heart,