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comfort you
And then I'll pop the top
And lay you on the cot
And get you nice and hot
Yeah, yeah it's all to the real
We can do it like Guy
Come on girl,

part is that i couldn't show you i mad i was

Don't do me wrong cause i ain't got no one at all you told me i could trust you, don't you lie

Some things

lifted but they couldn't put me up 
Street sweeper turnt they ass to dust
Thought way ahead and buss they head now ain't no opps nigga its just us
Before

prostitute

I spit it like a llama do



Trapping making numbers that I first thought was impossible

I’m sipping on the finest juice

Come through and make my

why couldn't someone else
Break me once?

My suffocation of a dreams offers nothing
Now it's hard to be aware that the past has gone away
Aren't we all

Yeah we broke up recently 
and we’re both better off seemingly 
That’s what I thought until I got in the mail 
an invitation to that wedding in Vail

for you
They do everything they can to ignore you
And they think by doing so it will destroy you
Well I'm sorry
I sleep great in case you couldn't tell

Uno dos
Tres quatro

I bet it's easier to look the other way
So glad to go on living, day to day
And today
If maybe we forget about the helpless hand

Illion

Too Phat

Plan B

2001

but it's all good though
'cause like everybody else I got a dream to make a million yo
Now what? You thought we got crazy bank?
You know I'm sleeping in

two thirties, I'm off a sixty
I'm in a Range Rover Sport on the road
Tryna lose control, no I'm not Missy
I'm quit the drank, and I do not miss it

today
I was overtaken by-by-by the rain
For a year i couldn't cry
But now i can't help but die
When i'm alone with myself for one fucking second

I know

with a fist of smoke, what do niggas know, no way you thought light skinned niggas
Would be in, ten thousand deluxe plus hours what we spent, when I say

of a line of food
Garbage dudes couldn't shine my shoes
Always knew it'd speak volumes when you come
Up crazy off making silent moves
Jail was hell
Somehow I

yeah
Melle Mel, brought the mentals, but we couldn't digest it
Cause all the niggaz in the eighties started gettin' arrested
Sugar Hill caught an ill

Hell Hole

Sunz of Man

Elements

2004

Shit is real, can ya emotions really feel it

[Chorus]
Livin in hell
Livin in hell
Livin it, everyday
You even get bucked by steel
This seeds is

was raised by a menace tho
Stuck in my solitude this how im feeling tho
I guess its just seasonal this is the thoughts of a LST indigo
Lyrics they

Had to reach a higher mind just to regain and reach my goals
Money made from paper, loyalty the bonds are known to fold
Had to get it out the bitch,

paint the picture
its full with torture in poverty kids are nurtured
children are captured by streets violence the call of nature
they call it ghetto cos

photograph
Not knowing how to give you up
do you think it's funny?
I ran to you out of breath
but you were already gone
These feelings
that well up were

Was getting beat by a ghost last Tuesday forgot to say thank you
Sleep on hard thoughts is getting painful
A hole in your heart will fucking drain

insecurities eat away at what's left of you
So what's correct to do?

I kept my cool, I'm dealing with depression I couldn't focus in school
I'm dealing with

on the streets when he prays for help (help)
That's why I needuh get rich to get my people well
We all goin be okay goin get it under my belt
Final lvl when I get

by the city lights
I've been out to the Taj Mahal, the pyramids and the Chinese wall
I thought that I had seen it all
'Til I saw you dancing in

Everyday's swim or sink
I walk on water religiously
Doubt tried to drown me
But couldn't do it convincingly
Fear feeding off my deficiencies
Coming for my head