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never make it out my situation
I was bound by so many stipulations

Living low class, we're just white trash
We got broke glass, and they got green

of my shoes
They too timid to even make it a single minute
I was molded by the pain
Shit, I'm Bane, I was raised in it

You and me are not the same
I was

I was a baby boomer's baby, reminded of it daily
Life sorta crazy, born in the 80s
Born in the 80s, born in the 80s
Life sorta crazy, I was born in

was properly kissed
There's a monument in the bar
Covered with glass
Where jukebox heroes get drunk off their ass
There's tons of money here but not

Tell dem niggas we ballin
I got three rings who callin
Hercules, but I'm petty wit it,
It's classic how I'm free falling
Gotta 2 tone on my wrist tho

tell you how much it hurts to write a verse 
Of a curse that works thru saying the right words in 
Order to justify her getting away with murder that

Looseys

Das EFX

The Very Best of Das EFX

2001

happen
one night in Manhatten, chillin, buggin
Me and some of the crew went around to this club and
peeped it, scoped it, hope the shit was rockin
Stuns by

Days of the Underground

Hawkwind

Quark, Strangeness & Charm

1977

eaten by rust.
And John the Bog dreamt that he slept at the
Wheel, but when he woke it was real, too late
To have sussed.
And Jeff was a poet who

what he sowed
The soil is fertile for the heroes, for the heroes
The toil was reserved for the negroes, the negroes
Skin rich like mother earth but with

to you
So bittersweet cuz it made you invincible
Got so much class girl you should be a principal
Girl you should know you a queen
Please
Be patient I'm

As I venture outside into the warming sun
Something has changed, has the Armageddon come
there's no-one around me it's turned me to a chill
How can I

about how I would like to spray it out
Never had to fight but I still tested for a black belt
Passed that test while sick like I ain't care about the hand

minds tore us apart
Kind of like the apartheid
There was a time where sanity
Yeah I lost mine
So we're caught in this false grind
Where it feels almost

about the fame 
Its in me not on me it's just how I was raised
you sound like everything out and say you in your lane
I'd say your in the bag and that is

Met him about two months ago
Said his name was gym
And that he'd make me better than before
So we work it out every day
We be makin' heads turn

on my last when I ride around
I used to hate class I'll learn by myself
I used break dance happy man that's how I felt
I used to pop & lock powers moves

'Cause of hard work
Knowing it was destined
Keeping God first
Made it out the dirt
By paying your dues
Hating to lose
Playing to win
Stayed in

throw
The overthrown with the midas touch
Back when i was ditching class just so i could light the dutch
Youngin half assed everything except for lightin

On Top

Twista

Category F5

2009

can work
He said he ain't hit it good while he was at you
But you be givin' me the vision of a freak 
So I gotta lay back I wanna see what that do

They go on Snap and post the silliest things (dumb bitch)
Jailhouse times in my blue vest, mixed with other wings, man bring it gym (ching)

Too much

to my high school gym class 

I was plumper than some 

And I felt so, so bad 



I never kissed anyone til I was nineteen 

Her name was Naomi and she

If you didn't know
Then now you know
He has set me free
That's how it goes
Cried and flipped a switch
God is in Control
Please show up tomorrow

 how you want it
(Tell me how you want it)
Hope it's everything you wanted, yeah

I'm inside her place i was at her place
Everything you say inside stay

to middle class
Ion like it here
You show off ya real estate
But wasn't shooting in the gym
We had to eat
Then get out by the am
I was always 6 riding free