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I washed my hands of us at the club
You made a mess of me
I pictured you with other girls in love
Then threw up on the street
Like waiting for

The sound of the waves on the embankment
A phone in my left pocket

I'm leaving, you're staying
A forgotten city by me
You're so beautiful, my dream hasn't

special to me
Is when the whole fam straight
And then the blessings repeat
Can't let this pain bring me down to defeat
It's getting are to compete
Why do we

receiving all these blessings
Remember when they tried to stress me
God told me don't focus on pressure
Look in the mirror cause you are the pressure
God love

standing hard
Like a damaged piece of wood or like a tub of lard

Mr. Rock 'N' Roll, are you receiving me?
Please

I won't interact with you or mess you up

the story
And we're turning it together
Right now by resting
By receiving
By looking at Me we're doing it
You are turning the page with me
I hear your Yes

Yeah uh, no doubt
It's Reborn tha Rebizzle 
Aha uha. 
No doubt 
Check it now 

Yo it's the REB
O to the RN
THA 
R to the E 
To the BIZ 
ZLE
Reborn

dropping Hebrew Jewels
I remember I used to blast their music
On the iron horse
Y'all might saw me on the subways
Ministering to the lost
I was on the street

moment draweth nigh

Your tests and trials
Are the building blocks to your testimony
So don't give up now
You'll be receiving God's delivery of victory

be pushed to the side 

Those red flags are red for a reason
I can't ignore all the signs I'm receiving 
I give you one more shot
But you don't ever

on the road
I shut my mouth just like you said
My sights are off I'm trusting you to believe it
When I'm telling you
I'm giving up
You're not receiving
I could

you, Nathan, for fetching me this glass of water from the well. It always goes down smooth.

NATHAN:
Let’s get back to the story, Uncle Walter!

UNCLE

out on the Street
Huh, urh urh urh urhuh urh
I was raised by two Brothers Poverty and Pain
These brothers, put me through hell they fucking drove me

Proposition Fuck You

Methods of Mayhem

Methods of Mayhem

1999

Are you tired of hanging out in your 
car and getting sweated by the boys in blue? Tired 
of getting shot by your best friend and not recieving

the evening
You never have the heart to say bye when you're leaving
I never understood all the signs I'm receiving
Can you let me know? Cause you're looking

Demons taking my friends
Boys pretending they're men
Bitch, don't fuck up my zen
My homie told me you violated a body
And shawty, that put me on ten

and that, come on mayn
Get your shit together
For real see me in these streets nigga
Asshole By nature ha ha
You niggas be tripping me out mayn
That's what

Pe Mo Ya Alaimore
(That Would Make Me An Ingrate)


Sebi’ Wo Lo F’oro Da’le Aye
(You Are The One Who Created The World By The Word)
Agbara Re Ma Lole

Make Me An Ingrate)


Sebi’ Wo Lo F’oro Da’le Aye
(You Are The One Who Created The World By The Word)
Agbara Re Ma Lole Se’ Un Gbogbo
(Only Your Power,

Song, My Soul Will Bless You Lord
When I Am Weak You Make Me Strong,
When I'm Poor, I Know I'm Rich For In The Power Of Your Name
All Things Are Possible,

take it, it's too much to bare
I didn't want this
Are you receiving me?

I read the lines scratched on the bathroom door
I am confined by the ghosts

as men
I wouldn't let me go
I mean, not unless they want a lion loose in the streets

My blade'll cut ya your face'll rupture before I touch ya
Disrespect

of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't

Dangerous Mindz

Gravediggaz

The Pick, the Sickle and the Shovel

1997

The streets let ya breathe again
But evil men, will soon be on the receiving end
Of Universal Law, I'm callin on the meek and the poor
To fight back