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it's Madagascar
By the way I make him move it
Move
Fuck around one to many times You lose
Imma kill the pussy on the news
Imma fuck around hang that boy

got no parents, we fend for ourselves
There's no one to show us the way
My brothers are trying, but they're always out
Just working their poor lives

get to see him grow to be an achiever
So, we drown our sorrows out through this liquor and reefer
Man, I swear this life's a movie in which you don't

reasons for to live and got sent me a sign
Yeah he sent you to me I thank him all the time
Sent me his angel yeah I'm glad to call you mine
Yeah I'm glad

Left the game but still got the hood on my back to the fullest
Judge that boy by his mistakes but you just misunderstood him

Stepping in multiple land mines
Putting your people on stand by
All because you couldn't stand by
And let it happen
Let a fraction in your whole squad get

Ayy, tell em don't play with me
Bible on my side it like a roommate
Bro it stay with me
Lil' bro told the rifles go put them down

Lil' bro gon' pray

been/
I got a yougin son so everything i do for him/
Tutor him do eything else but not choose for him/
Got my hands full I don't know what the future

I am tempted by dark forces
A voice tells me choose the Light
They say Life's all about choices
My choice is to choose to fight
To not become

[Dover, England: September 1594 (the recollections of a war-weary mariner)]

Hearken boy; for I would tell thee a tale before we set sail for

a crowd and made
Em disperse what ever happen to
Making the right man bleed fuck that
Brothers killing brothers now that's the
White mans dream I live this

it
You ain't have to tell me you are you showed it
You ain't even have to show me I noticed
And I'm kicking rocks down the road as I go
It's YOLO, you

with each of my dawgs, yeah
He play around, we tryna clap him like round of applause, yeah
Niggas burnin' bridges, fuck 'em, I'm steppin' on y'all neck

Abloh is a Mexican

Niggas was cheap as fuck and livin' like a Mexican
Wake up early in the  morning and cut the grass like a Mexican
I live inside

The globe or sum
So many different faces
Different races
Lighting bolt the pussy
So you know it's him
Niggas try to battle on
They padawans
The keep

If you can't tell by now, I like guns

Sitting on the back porch
Chewing on a haystack
Thinking 'bout the ways that I'ma
Give my baby payback
Lord

a pretty sight
I'm just tryna change my life
Just tryna change my
Oi lil bitch what you mean by change
Did you forget the fact that we live inside you
I'm in

been through
All those times that you was down
You are here to tell about it
To share your experiences
Because you are powerful
You're a God
Yeah

Who Played God
Asking if he'll still save him
That was 4 months ago
So much time passed I got ill patience
I can't take another second
Please tell me

the purest thing I had and if we ever had a son 

I would tell him 

Find someone to look at you like the Queen looks at wreckage on the beach of Malibu

already flown
By minds already blown and lives already gone
Writing it all before I run out of time
How can I find peace of mind while I stay on the grind?

a villain's face
Make him feel the bass
When I peel his face turn it to
Skillet cause I ain't done with it
This is great
The gorilla's in the fucking mist

honestly never expected her to have been meeting him at such an hour; no! Not in his Room!
I never thought he could ever spend the night with her; nah bruh!

All I Think About

Bad Meets Evil

Southpaw [Music from and Inspired by the Motion Picture]

2015

on you
I'm the realist in the biz, how you livin'?
'Cause you can get it how you live
And while you livid, I'm a say my pull out game is so real
I still