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I ever picture this
Sometimes I pour a drink just so I can reminisce
Put him under pressure and he fold like origami
Girl I'll show you how to live

life
My work no get holiday
Day by day my work dey pay
Globally calling on me MS MR SOFT
Baba God na my provider
Thank you ALLAH my defender
Mr Soft no

There's a river down in Mountain city
Calling me i'm in too deep

No one knows how far we've
Come or where we'll go can't keep me baby
I'm tryna live

Vibrations of destruction remains
I am one with the dust, at your feet on the rust
The sirens calling, gunpowder falling
My voice screams with scorn,

a specialist buddy down in Des Moines

Me? Oh, I'm no oracle
But I've seen how this all ends
You don't get to this point here
By holding on to your friends

But

PRIDEFUL
Written by Anthony Parker


Verse 1

Im loving the masses loving my culture loving my blackness give me a moment to talk and It’s classic

We live
Word on the street is punk is dead
Legends rest with graves at their heads
It's a hard road on the come up
Nothing's stopping us
Just our

above the stars
We're all on the ground
In uncurated lives
With cracked seams and patches
Hidden by fill lights
The unclean are searching
For somewhere

Boom boomthat's why my heart has beats
Boom boomand on and on repeats
Boom boomthat's why my heart has beats
 
I live for the bass that will stir my

The song of the siren, calling like treasure
For what lies underwater, there´s no level or measure
From the nest of the crow, so blue is his throne
Let

niggas
We making the news
Acting the fool
Give me the loot
Wit that lil pistol we popping at you
Smoking them out
Calling them out
Nigga no capping I run

stop calling me 
I've seen worse like honestly
made by my self my enemy
confused bout my Identity

So Life is what you make of it
But people gave me way

calling out God's name.
But despite endless prostrations, they failed to find a trace of God.
It is within you that God resides, As the Quran shows.
Bulleh

Back in the day I had a pager never calling back them fakers
Money talks bullshit walks the duck out, later
You come at me with hatred and I'm ghost,

and it wavy
Labels dont come calling less you get me balling building commas like Im jay-z
Niggas pray and hope i fucking crash.
But if I did they’d drown

the drugs
I was raised like this so i embrace it and live it
Repping every ghetto in the city where life is afflicted
Brough forth by destiny this life i

soul is hard to take
Satan tryna block my ways
Every night and every day
I struggle tryna keep my faith
Came from the low-low
Grew up in a broke home
You

feeling philosophical 
Keep real with me dont gotta lie lil bro
Will you live or yo die homie i dont know
We some supper steppers we unstoppable 
Staying

We was stole from the motherland
How they use us against
One another man
Got the brothers
Calling sisters
Loud,Ghetto, Ugly bitches
How they use our

tripping clothes
Bitch I'm still walking this desert of desires, I'm reaching stop talking
Deluded by God still praise the most high, fuck a nigga named

the shoot oh lady
Ask me how the fuck I do that's crazy
Steady grinding on the roof oh baby
Don't live by the morning yeah
In the night you hear me calling

I've been trying to find myself in time
And I keep on falling
Away from you, turning blue
The water's calling

Wishing for us to bloom
Promised it

Wrath comes calling
With the worst
Words we live by blistered god
Keep me tied down

Keep me safe

And it always feels like we're breaking down

side
Cages cages passing by

Soft lost causes calling for mercy
You gotta let it go

It's an illusion
It's an illusion 
It's an illusion
It's an illusion