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I'm glad that He paid
For all my sin
I'll live beyond the grave
But as I think beyond the praise
I look at the world
And I'm beyond amazed

'Cause man

out of sight
Disappearing, nowhere man
That sounds kind of right
It could be that's the life for me
Maybe I could live in a hut in a tree
Eat lots

through by the dozen
All summer got the streets hot, 62 hotter than a oven
Boo
It's da i$$ue, no I didn't mean to scare you
Aye
Got hunnid sticks, my life

sneaks
Fiber glass in my skin
Winter mire on my jeans
Man these bitches overused
Got my pop's old sneakers
White Chuck Taylors turned into cream
Fabric

dasso chop money on top
I no di write fiction, my life movie na only action,
So please don't judge me for my words, judge me by every action
Judge me for

Nobody know me before
Everybody wanna know me now
Thank  God say i nor give up
Blind man can see me shine

Halle Halle
Dance and celebrate
See ur

vegan that's racist that's deeper than faces
I'm staging my life daily from actions that I'm taking
They waging war on the pure and I can't take it
So I

Gotta use my head, play it smart
We were Backyardigans, still we knew our part
Where the time to
Pack dispersed, now I'm a loner
Traveling man
Freestyles

before dishonor (uh)
I wear my accent with pride
Use my right hand to film you and my left hand to strike (yeah)
You're just insects like Scientology

swear I never do the same
Been carrying all this damn weight, I cut them niggas out the frame
Can't be no niggas with no bitch niggas, they'll use my name

the weed in my blunt (ha)
Why they steady on the run? (ha)
Bitch it's not even fun (nah)
Miss me with that shit
These hollows hit his mullet
Get fucked up by

the kilo
Put your demos in a vice
I just call that Kamala mode
Suffering with your succotash
Quarter life use your knee to ash
Just move on to next episode

the wrong energy, I'm grateful when I ask for more
Venues will get packed on tour, man, this life was meant for us
Don't you try no slick shit, motherfucker,

Where should I really start
How many years have we been torn apart
Is this black life imitating art
When we're both at a loss looking for a spark
But

a man, I'm just a ghost, I'm just a traitor
Of a mankind muted by the same words
Where phone message is realer than the same words
I say I love you, but

communities
You & me teach your honor, how to judge a damaged man in a system that doesn't bother
Living off the land where technology is demolished
And a girl

name
On ya tits
I use sharpie
All this purple rain
Skin color barney
We in the rolls royce
Sipping muddy
Never work no dollar
I got plenty
Let's take

Hypothetical
Theoretical
Haters say my music unpoetical
Grow up and feel your testicles
Some you niggas mentally disabled
Enabling the man

on the big search
After failed attempts at trying to make a name
She had to get paid just to make it day by day
Auditions in the morning stripping in

to constant change. Taking responsibility for the world we've helped create. 

Step up to the plate. Get it right this life. Take my throne, reclaim my place.

you got me in the palm of yo hand
I know you wit me so I'm not gon' fear no man
 
If God be for me who can be against
He sent me out and He gon' be my

Lor, De Mon Lor
De Mon Lor


Ha ha Eeh
Rember Say Man No Be God
Life Na Turn By Turn
Toba Leti Koma Gbo
So Ma Shey Gbe Okan Leyan Kan

Nowadays People

on, we getting by
There will never be a day where I don't wish that Will's here
But I gotta use every day to appreciate who's still here

Rapping for my

I see how you be actin
It got me shaking my head, pitiful
Dis chapo on da beat

Depending onna bitch I might go in raw
I dont use a rubber when she