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forward, ain't no time to be complacent
I'm masterful with these words like I conquer linguistics
You watching me trying to figure out my logistics

Niggas

I Miss You 
[Key of C]
Kenneth M. Sutton
Copyright - August 7, 2021

C, D, E, F
Intro

Maybe it's too late, At times I hate myself for loving you

manatee

I am the villain, some call me homie
Your girl call me dad, my girls never notice
I am the man, to most I'm just foolish
All part of the plan
Call

subtly
It's lovely jubbly even though the
Struggle's stuck in me
There's a great abundance of haters in London
Layton to Sutton
Making the assumption

like a manual
Car mega drive like Sega so a man will blow
You man cap while I captivate
You man act while I activate
I rap the best they just rap debate

The bills got blue like a muffin
Berries, spittin out bars like pits to my cherries
Homies with the dust like a fairy
Not me tho,
I'll let u shoot first like

can I lose.
All I speak is the truth
You couldn't fit in my shoes
It's my turn, I got sutton to prove
Don't let me get in my mood
She wanna roll but she

truck, damn I just pulled up in a Sutton
Put a hole in that nigga now this lil nigga got two belly buttons
Started fake beef for what
Wanna be friends like

Damn, damn, damn, lo, what could you talk about
Yeah
Gave it all to the game, shit, aint gave me shit
Except some commas and some problems, bypass

Mm
Yeah
You ever just
You ever just sat down and ended up thinking about
Random tings going on under the sun
If I close my eyes long enough
Feels

River of No Return

Matraca Berg

The Speed of Grace

1993

(Matraca Berg/Gregg Sutton)

All aboard
The ship is waiting
All aboard, you know I've finally learned
That I don't need no farewell party
I'm

to the one
Who bled you deceived you
And smiled while they beat you
Queen for a day
Let me testify freely
You'll never own diamonds
While living with Willie

I always put it all on the line
This the make a hoe simp shit
Call me a beast, this some all-time shit
While I’m flying above counting cash
You gon’

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

monkey
Everyone love me everybody should be
Happy that I do it for this section of the country
North West, Liverpool, at the top you can put me
Maybe even

Whippin it flippin it out
We getting it out
Just got a new checking account
Big bags all on your head
She left you on read
But she left me in her mouth
Took

'matics and heat
I don't hear the death threats, it's just hella chattings to me
Christmas everyday, my unit trafficking trees
Had to bus a lower case,

people really died

So much blood up on those streets they won’t let my people be,
Blood up on those streets man those bruddas look like me just let me

ain't talking cainrows

Tryna destroy my missions
Why nigga's be trippin
You ain't using me like labels
Tryna gain your
Own commission
I just work hard,

but I want you back
The world has no color just white and black
Make myself Slee in the music so you have Sutton 
Make this art with a purpose don't do

Pree my trajectory
You can’t stand next to me
Lord, pray for my enemy
'cause they dread me

{pre-hook}
I got the juice, you need to sip
I got the sauce,

Triple S

AJ Tracey

AJ Tracey [Deluxe]

2019

on the jugg from Oxford Gardens
Peddlin' suttons for a bens (It's Tom)
Them man better say thank you (Say it)
Them man better make amends (Right now)
'Cause

life that it's only me in the end
I could tell you 'bout some nickins my brothers didn't deserve
I was really juugin', I thought my purpose was just

is grinning
I believe in the almighty don't call me christopher hitchens, woah
Huh, I'm clean and cold
Sutton like ice in a washing machine with bold