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other out
Chrome and blak nines
In the hands of lost souls
One track minds
Wit Kill or be killed motives
We Programmed to die
Propositioned by the cops

the time remains?

I been to crystal forest under a green lit sky
Tornadoes of glitter float calmly by
Angels fly naked letting they titties swing
And so

I'm tryna hit but I'm feeling aimless
It's made me gracious realzing I'm on this time crunch
But I'm still shaken by the fact it tends to make the eyes

Caught in 
a Biggie and Pac conflict before they were hit by the cops. 

Verse 2 - 
No other peas in this pod. You can say that I'm odd, even.
I can

really that simple shit get harder by the week
I’m keeping at it coz I wanna see me eat, dawg.
Cop me a new crib, dawg.
Get my momma rich , dawg.
She ain’t

com com)
This is for you Capo
[chorus plays background]
And we sing the name of capo confucious as we preach
The seven that cannot be divided by any

overheating
Just been snapping, for no reason
Cold hearted, I'm anemic
Underated, still achieving
This is where the odds get evened
U define your very meaning

bein' blinded by the bullshit, they talkin' like Jake, man I'm sittin' here Facebook stalkin
Happy birthday man, another memory, another slip, another

the brother talking smack near his fucking shack
My theory's eerie I'm odd what did you expect
Ask the sister who was blistered and seared at work
See my people

you're on the floor before the day ends
Man that seems kinda odd
Cause if your promises were money
That would just be some fraud
You say that your in

I built this shit
Me, brick by brick and I'll be damned
If I let you tear it down
Just cus' you don't like the way Another nigga talk
Beefin' with my

learning to be
Got to trust the process of the basics to becoming a king
Got a brain willing to learn then I'm destined to feed
Don't believe then by example

mind is odd you see thank god for being o d d
You probably heard that wrong
Because you need to be mature to listen this song
It's time to sing along

but the drugs make my vision blurry
On the road to success, but it's gettin' scary
I hope God by my side, the devil gettin' near me

And every time I

trenches, straight up out them slums, all I know is toting guns,  All my life I done struggled, I've been raised by my mother, two bedrooms, seven brothers,

A mortal man
Barely sensible
Captured by the invisible
Infinitesimal
Provisional
Unequivocal God
That has raised me up to a life so odd

Each breath is

heart depleting 
Stop no reason, be the one mom believed in 
On the re up, turning my odds are even 
I just need me a lil mamcita 

(Pre Chorus)
Everybody

a hobby you'll get bodied by a proper heathen/
They huff and puff but I'm the wolf that slaughter sink my teeth in/
What I mean, think of treason, think

if you niggas got a life I'm too alive
Every line is do or die
Can't keep up so they envy
With all the odds set against me
No need of being friendly

said support me I said no by the hairs of my chinny chin chin
I use to be a slave but that was way back when
But now im really changed
He got so arrogant

cT TIMES IT SEEMS I ONLY McKE IT WORSE
YOU GOT BcGGcGE BcBY I GOT BcGGcGE BcBY
BUT THE TRcVEL PLcNS, IS TO McKE IT WORK
HOLD ON TO ME, THRU

it by the book
So I'm gonna stretch it like cook
Even if the odds against me
Well I don't give a fuck

Got shit to take care of
Got shit to take care

pops off
Then we'll be side-by-side, obvy
I wish you all the best
But that's never life's story
Cos if Whitney was the moral
How would you define Bobby?

Whitney
OD'd on evidently
They told me bout me gravity nigga I defied, I'm taking it all the way, all the way up
Told us we couldn't, we wouldn't, we did it