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plans we can Postpone
And I ain't going out tonight
No no
Something ain't feeling right
Deep down I can feel it inside
Gotta get this shit on my mind
So I

the streets around us
They ain't gon' take us down
In this war, a lonely lantern
Heart bitten by the frost, can't feel the heat
Windy nights won't see us

Just putrefaction, no satisfaction
I tried to run but no grip, no traction
No time to explain why every day's a pain
Every day's the same, every man

to change
Friends don't even know your name
Where the time go
I'm young don't act my age
Want money not the fame
What would I know
Well I made this beat by

you taught
My premonition is to get it no needed distraction
Put my life up on the line an unneeded reaction
Carry yo' weight if u can't do it I'm doing

through the door
Always up man 5, 6 floors
Still up man just look up at the score
Just like Mick, can't get no satisfaction
Wouldn't be no chore to just go

some satisfaction from me
Well I really trust that you got it
Listening to my problems, every little thing
Every bitter taste that ate me bit by bit

Let

children and educating them
To live the same sort of lives we're living

In order that they may justify themselves and find satisfaction in life
By bringing

What's music?

Can't touch it you cant' see it but it's there

Very important, just like…


Hey Mr DJ play a Track for me

for I have no Desire as of yet

no playing
Secured location deep pussy cant save em
I money mack & pimp bri on occasions
I cant rock it if the jeweler ain't asian
Don't hit my line if

pain, and agony would have been nothing without me
Don't want to get caught up in eternal insanity
Searching for the emptiness of satisfaction
I take

Ghetto Rebels

DJ Vadim

U.S.S.R.: The Art of Listening

2002

the daily news, it's the daily satanical supplement
Cause they don't deal with holy testaments just war and pestilence
Can I get a witness I don't need one

Well, I guess I should start out by pouring my heart out
So I don’t know why I seem so emo
But sometimes I can’t tell the demons from the people

a single song
Although I mixtape my raps and never sell my songs
Always been personal, that’s why I’m gonna drop an album
No need for me to get signed,

what’s the difference
Cause lately I can’t tell what their intention is
Refuse to be controlled by a system
No longer feeling sorry as a victim
Show only

perfect but I won't get complacent nor fall into my urges
I got a good thing going yes I'm still hurting, but can't let it distract me from being God's

Never get caught  
If I see it then I like it then it's bought 
Big money, pockets fat, Rick Ross 
Lil God bitch I'm never gon fall  
100 racks when I

aggression
From guilt built by bad intention and obsession
Preconceived habits are tragic
Why can't I see that no amount of self love or weed can heal me
From

Roll it up light it up take a puff uh-huh
Smoke it up 'til you high enough roll another one uh-huh
We gon smoke 'til we can't smoke no more feel

I'm Matt Lauer
Family will not allow her (They won't)
To distract him
Taking action like a
Faction (Well)
No reaction (No)
That's satisfaction
Now it's

getting laughed

At by old school army halfwits

The same halfwits who can't get

Their heads out of their asses

And that's why the message they sending is

rapping
Trying to get on top the game all by myself, no I ain't capping
Niggas trying to bring me down, but I can't give them satisfaction
Better quit all

to act a
Fool cause I'm a hoe hitter
Willie D told me to let these hoes be hoes
Not sellin' out, now none of my homies are
Buyin' bitches no clothes
Can't

this stumpy freak is under me
I have one thing I care to ask
Are you a skeleton or the
Ghost of Teruteru's past?
No, that can't be it
He tries to get in