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silent in the dark, only moving for commission
I don't do this shit for free, we don't do this by donation
What the fuck you think this is?
This ain't no

got a motherfucking phoenix
It rises from the asses, even after I cum-bust
Now there's cum everywhere, I guess this shit ain’t seem-less
Yuh
I got

Feel it comin
I'm Block runnin'
My Soul's Somethin'
Live for Nothin'
You are Clinton'
I'm still Trumpin'
When Bass Bumpin
I'm Head Huntin
Hear you

every blood
From the standge of even touse
Pleyreating to the dark
Call a courage by the gates
low the hammer of the wind
Break the cold blood in

free
Thinking bout you and me

When we danced hand in hand
To that rag-time band
Playing two-step tunes
Making love by the moon

So many things
I wish

we stood at the
Crossroads
90's hip hop was the future foretold, years later, poisonous digital downloads
Changed the street code, the beautiful

Ru
Eating Skittles on the forest floor
With a euphoric whore
Gazing up in the galaxy
While I look within
We convulsed over truth
And then sipped juice

years are over now, since I'm supposed to drown
People are meant to grow, they never let 'em fall
They just make em believe it's down I got a piece

song[01:54.31]I'm blind by myself, and now I Came in on my own[01:57.59]But if shit get wicked in the future, You gotta suit up[02:00.83]All they know is go and grab

the prep, uh
We'll be fighting pork out on the streets, yes
None of us are free till they are dead
Abolition, destroy, rebuild, upgrade
Politicians well

Good evening ladies and gentlemen
You are now listening to the smooth sounds of Drewww Banga
Yeah and I go by Tota Shakur
Chowmein on the boards
I

the kooked out kids
At a cookout of tea
Paralyzed by the route you rode
Rah rah wrote off for free
Assume paranoia's pressure and fleas
I'm trippin, bugged

a Freeman, Huey
Maybe like a visionary
But i ain't got Wanda by me
Wu Tang Killa Bees the way that money rules around me
R.I.P to O.D.B and everyone that ain't

eyes are haunted
By all the windows
We looked in on
They tear our minds so slowly into rags

These images are misshapen,
Their vile consequences now

sleep
Since that Saturday
My heart was taken with you
From our little home 
With its garden green 
With your sleepy doll 
in your tiny hands 
Now you are

The build up is over. It's time for exposure
I gave you your time, now give me my piece
I promise you I did this without any ease
I wonder if I

There's nothing left, no love for me
5 years, you held the key
Now here I fight, now I set it free
There's nothing here left for me
Pain is growing, I'm

Oh my god
You left we weak at the knees
My god
Such a shame when our prayers turn to pleas
I spent weeks camped out by the phone
We got the news when

pride
I must not think about the past but It'll be left denied
I know but what else we have when we're alone inside
You think I'm happy Are you real You

seeds, it ain't real fruit, now that you full, multiply produce
these beats are my children, I love every one, cause I made em all equal with the sloppy

of our connection, how what we felt was real
Now you twist the things i told you
Say you never said those words
But the gaslight days are over, i know what

I've been hit by a truck 
I've been stuck, I've been fucked 
But that shit didn't mean a thing because I didn't give up
And now I'm busy keeping busy

been around 
If you doubt a nigga you a fucking clown
I will never be owned again
Bitch I put that on god n em
I got my own time to spend
I'm free from

Ok im back hop scotching on a soundwave
Im a New york city nigga but im south raised
Had to get up out the house and let the style play
Yall are