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can't even whip a brick
You say you a real nigga
Explain how I took yo' shit

Why your bitch on my dick
That's supposed to be yo' bitch
She just want

this by the seasons
She said she just hit me up for no reason
You be looking thru the phone, that’s treason 

But ay, we deep up in this thang 
Niggas

days are so cutthroat
Can't get more stressed out than I am, plug me in cus I’m buying (yea yea)
No clothes on her body dark skin on my bitch
Pray this

We at the crib and we throwing a party like we just moved in
If you can't see the bigger picture then you zoom in
Yeah, okay no wait no I ain't budge

awfully hot like coffee pots, these artists love to talk a lot
Back on my rap shit, this ain't no hippity-hop at the barber shop
Social media twisted

Pain Is Love

Cappadonna

The Struggle

1969

never gon' stop, droppin' these joints
And ya'll fake ass niggaz, ya'll ain't gettin' no points
Don't try to sabotage me, 'cause you just can't do it

you kept your smile, 
No they couldn’t take it from you Even if they tried,
Took a couple L’s With the homies by our side, 
Took a lot for me to put

talking to God like it is my only option 
He said it again
I heard knocking, I'm letting him in
I'm making amends
Ain't making no friends cuz I got a lot by

Yeah I think too many people know me
A lot of strangers claimin' they my homey
Do you know so and so hmm no I can't seem to place
Got a familiar name

you care for me but had the nerve to not be there
So one day I might forgive but nah I won't forget

I been chasing my dreams
Yea yea yea
I can't give

to do
I got a lot to prove
Write it drop it Gio Dr. Dre in 92'
Mix a little DOOM
King $ly coming soon
Don't fuck with witches, take the B out from

Can't fuck with a brick mane
Y'all you think these muthafukas give a dam
Thats what I thought keep them blue bills on top
Never mix it with your guwop
Now

stuck in the past and fixed on the future
I don't know what it's like to live with no regrets or without dreams
And I write poetry because I can't sing

Pain Is Love

Cappadonna

The Struggle

2003

never gon' stop, droppin' these joints
And ya'll fake ass niggaz, ya'll ain't gettin' no points
Don't try to sabotage me, 'cause you just can't do it

like a field goal (Field goal)
Money like BMO (BMO)
Flyer than UFOs (I'm so fly)
And they say I'm too Wassi for the radio
(I'm too Wass) and ain't no

yourself sir
This is gonna be an awful lot of hard work, and I hope you're up to it
Yeah, uh
Don't say I didn't warn ya

Fuck 'em all
Rock a size 12 in

tell you no
Can't make it on your own
Forget my guy
Edier na yenhu da
Kwame to nyom saa nano
Wanfa Shwi amba fie
Towadwen mu da berma
Do something better

on the radio
Lookin in the mirror feelin proud of the greys
There's not a lot for me to celebrate these days 
Roll another joint but I can't get high
I'm tryin

Right back to the good old times
I get it now
Don't make a sound
It's been a while
I'm gone by the pound
Mix Listerine
With promethazine
Don't mess with

like I'm Harden
Smoking on that mix breed
I might have to hit you with that carbon
I can't let my fist bleed
Yeah your ass was looking for a bargain
But

world, it's no wonder you fall[02:31.47]What'd you do wrong? I say nothing, you're awesome[02:33.89]It's winter right now, but come spring you will blossom

more fire by the Pound, the

New king of Philly, no crown needed, when You're JB, you have every right to be Conceited
But I stay humble, and ready

Clout chasing, no I won't save him
Poker face, he can't fake it
Or take it
Cause he knows I'm amazing
Accolades for days
You lot Unknown T
Like the one in

the songs radio play
Curse people everyday with the words they relay
Bopping they head ain't paying attention to what they really say
Truthfully a lot