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lonely knowing you aint by my side
Mixing up my days ive been running from the light 


Boy i gota wake up 
Dont fuck with me im tryna blaze up 
Why

African music got the power
Please address me as Patrice Lumumba from the south
Hope they never take me out
I'm just a dude who made it out
Son

the hood
Give it your all if you know that you good
I ain't crazy i'm just misunderstood
But hitting a jay getting neck feel good
You ain't pick me up in

sometimes it's scary
Even if sometimes i cry
I would never give up for you
I'm going stronger day by day now

I know you're pretending your
My friend but your

Don't fold for no hoe
That's why Sean ain't fuckin' with me!
Soul is gold, I'm a classic
Steady rapping, delivering heat!

Woah
Beat switch up?
Wait hold

Sean sent the beat I know it's cray
I didn't come to play
Do it right, not gonna make mistake
Ya gonna give it to me, I never gotta take
You look so

wish a pig would try to try me 
Imma stand up
I'd rather die 
Than to get shot with my fucking hands up 
Fuck a social injustice 
They never loved us 
So

While its playin on radio

Im here to talk about freedom
Open my heart to follow my love
Appreciate in every moment
Trust in myself and never give up

jump like a real life frog
Get it jumping like a real life frog
Keep talking ima make that call
Give me light like Sean no Paul
Aint tripping on shit,

blowing no smoke
You can’t comprehend
That AD ain’t no joke
This is
Amazing
Its out of the ordinary
Wake up turn your radio up
It don’t time for me to blow

the light now, check out my glow up

They can't stop that light, man, it's way too bright
116 for life, for my squad I ride
Jesus by my side got nothin'

blowing no smoke
You can’t comprehend
That AD ain’t no joke
This is
Amazing
Its out of the ordinary
Wake up turn your radio up
It don’t time for me to blow

3 Kings

Slim Thug

Throwback Thugga Hits

2015

When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,

left me in ruins
Im a new version now, who this
Bossed up, nobody knows what this cost us
I had to focus on music
I was so tired of losing, losing
Roll

success
In the store
If I could bottle it
But, I ain't a millionaire
Won't see me in Forbes son
Life is like a beach chair
When you can afford one

that's plotting on me to fail
Take it back back, with the bag in the back, packed up
Back up, if the radio don't want to blast us (OH)
Ratings through

frustration
Clean Bandit, Sean da-Paul, Anne-Marie
Sing,  make them hear

She works the nights, by the water
She's gonna stress, so far away
From her father's

Store's on deck, yes
Loving the voices, these character dubs
Brought me right into the action and suspense that I loved
Animated energy, power ups too
If ya

Show U Love

RZA

RZA As Bobby Digital: Digital Bullet

2001

don't play with loaded 9's
Don't quote weak rhymes
If you approached by a brother in need, give him shine

Show him light, don't get emotional, son,

sorry 
I just wanna be the best version of me  
If you don't fuck with it then you can leave
Go ahead and leave 

Never really been myself 
Like

Who you know do it triller
Natural born Killa
The boy cold, don't make me
Put the ice in vanilla
Oh no, Don't make me
Put the mic in the thriller
You

Who you know do it triller
Natural born Killa
The boy cold, don't make me
Put the ice in vanilla
Oh no, Don't make me
Put the mic in the thriller
You

wake up fine and dandy
But then by the time I find it handy
To rip my heart apart and start
Planning my crash landing
I go up, up, up, up, up

it comes to that cash man it made me a savage take me to the light (Take me to the light)
Feel like Sean Paul while these niggaz be beefing and talking