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seem high
But I ain't phase me, why, I got the A-team waiting by my side
And I ain't wasting time erasing rhymes or taking time, no
We take over time

spoon-fed by the media machine
Hardly any choices out, around and in between
In fact mostly what they offer are just red herrings
Right wing, moderate,

everything i'd ever be
Man it's so hard to explain when you don't have my eyes to see
I'm just drowning in my own head and my vision red
Promised myself I

been on my nuts too long the time past due
Time to leave you, so long, in my backview
Karmas getting closer, can't run gotta fight
And no matter what

The dollar's in the toilet and
The president is dead
Said the world ain't got no
Skies, look at Heaven, is it red?
Triple sixes follow me
I'm banging sevens in

the throw back 
When life wasn’t so bad 
‘Fore my past was so black
‘Fore I had my hold backs 
‘Fore i’d grow with no Dad
Tell you what I really want but you

it is
Red light green light either I'm never gon' stop
Smoke the pain away but the paranoia wont stop
Hunted by demons from the past
You broke like

Aye, this bih don't work
Alright
I shed my tears
As I walk through the land
Saying, if we shall fall
Then, I got the plan
It go through God, I'm

on lil bitch, I show you bout the glowin
With 200 racks, once you past ten, there's no way you can fold it
Said what I think bout rats, man, I told you,

You lame nigga,  no one fuckin' with you
You a lame nigga, you don't got a damn clue
Show a nigga how this tool work
If you don't believe, then it's not

From the cradle to the tombstone
From the womb to my doom come

Red lights, I'ma zoom through
Fast life fly past you
Where I'm from the good

Man, I think I’m changing,
but it’s prolly a good thing,
I don’t have a filter no more,
I’m seeing red on my mood ring.
I used to try to argue

never cooks
no time write my book
and in the end I ain’t got nothin’ at all

Time Waits For No One
a year goes by in the wink of an eye
Time Waits For No

In the light of the blood red sun, the silhouette moves fast and serene
Reflecting light from the shining blade, blinding the sisters, watching

sufficient

So I can deal no more with these frenemies Now I hit the gas
Forget about the past, ADHD Oh, man, fuck that
We gone, we on Get this money, they

joined, by severing the bond of kinship, and not being good to
Their relatives, and work mischief in the land, on them is the curse

They will be far away

him the past like a throwback
Baeboy just popped him a M5 Comp', he had to take out the lojack
Cuz' na, he don't wanna get traced by the cops
He said

really comfortable
Red cup white tee
Couple dime pieces who gon' check for me like Nike
Do I sit a vessel from god ain't no might be
It's likely
Hour in

I am simply over-hated
I am Greatness, motherfucker, I cannot over state it
And I'm sure by now, my welcome, I've gone and over stayed it
So I stay

Or maybe I just found me
No matter what promise to always give you me
I go by the name of Joshua

white green streetfed u know I no be Jew
Thugging with A1s from day one
Paint the club red like I got the crayons
Don't go out like no fool , I stayed

some trophies
I smoke by my lonely, this one of one
I don't find home in your homies
See the hoe in your homies
I ain’t beefin’ with blacks and latinos

my finger prints
An like a birth day cake you know a nigga lit
Stirring up the pot now my wrist need a cast
All my old hoes I’m leave them in the past

watch me) 

I'm a mutha fuckin legend,
no matter how you see it, it's been written long time
ago, here bitch read it
Ghetto past tha proof like Master P