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hold my halo
Yet still I dream one day I blow
When God made me he broke the mold
Profit is productive from the products
Which I'm proud of kid
Process

just phenomenal

[VERSE]:
If I was born rich, I would do nothing in crib than just sleep
And rub my feet like a stupid kid who got itched from disease in

the track
Closin' my eyes and I'm makin' it fact
I'm takin' it back

I always had felt I'm an old soul
I'd rather have roses than rose gold
I'd add up

to debate who is right
Fuck it I'm left handed me holding my tongue bout as likely this Tech jamming
Surround by simps and step daddies on the gram holding

to give
Know that I'll personally die for my kids
Hungry as ever it is what it is

Outside I'm picture perfect 
Inside a broken mirror
Just to feel my pain

might just end by my lonely I can’t commend with the vouchers

They hate that I get bread but they was loving when it broke my own nigga changed went

intact it's my soul that's been tainted
I ain't trading it for no fame or no paper
Weed be so loud it waking the neighbors
I spit it it's facts yo can

attach parts
Good kid in the city but raised in the mad parts
My blood on the asphalt, my brudda was half out
I told 'em what happened he ready crash

of the white rhyme sayer
Or any hate based on factors like race
I got no control over my genetic traits
But they hate me all the same, ignorance is to blame
But

heal
I write this like new deal
You trynna get my crew killed
They'll snatch his soul like Dru Hill
Have her stomp his ass in new heels
They custom red

Sucka Free

Afu-Ra

State of the Arts

2005

nicest
My instinct, is in sync plus it's timeless
And the light I shine dog is ultraviolet
A night catch a sun tan man where my rhyme hits

My soul glow is

Terror

Helen Demoz

A History of Violence

2008

off rats 
And sellin my soul to the devil gettin paid off rappin
Mozerade, Maz , Pazienza clap boys ?? back man you still screamin duffle bag boys

through my energy
I been ascending, higher than my fuckin enemies
We all gods in our mind, body and soul
Dont get caught up in 360's or you will be sold

stackin' green
I put them in my purple jeans
Yeah, I feel incredible
Yeah, I need a super team
I just keep it to myself
Keep on grindin' by myself
Never stop

cookin' up the heat, and I feel so old
But I’m still so young and my soul so bold
I can’t do no 9 to 5, mufucka I’m chose
Oh I’m froze, got me rollin'

Jazz and blues and folk and reggae
They were forged in fire and flames
The shimmering strength of the human soul
Can smash the bonds of all these chains

no show, she keep her eyes closed
Judas with sold soul, but still my disciple

Ella dice soy loco, pero yo se que sabes
Con mi, ay, tengo dos dioses de

full, I always get seconds
These rappers are my kids, you get the iMessage
They say the apple don’t fall far from the tree
Always hungry, like I didn’t

Now look who isn't so quiet now
And man my brain is
Like a 29 inch clip
And I can spit entire rounds
My kid I said Isaac
Can spit entire rounds
All up

damage done, yeah ya man numbed by the fight here 
Popped a pill, now, less feeling like light beer
Still, I'm just trying to say what's on my heart to you

stop
They were never with me anyway
They gone feel it when it drop drop drop

Put some respect on the name
When addressing the kid
Or get scorched by

When he was a kid he was fitted with a bib
By a momma on the daily had a Nigga well fed
All she ever did, tell him, "Use your head"
Think before you

to the grudge match
And she made my budget budge
Kick her in her snatch
And drown her in some fudge
I judge trees by the fruit's and
The deepness of the roots

Life's rough, I don't want you to go through it alone
You're my oldest, and you'll always be a part of my soul
I'm forever sorry that I left you half