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I was born a complex kid

Ahead of the pack I been leadin em Alpha's a title I bleed for em
One day I'll sell all my albums on vinyl then sleep to em

whack
Stay on the pat
While I push a bubble lex
Cashing in some double checks
Collect my dividends 
You feel me friend 
Cruising down the avenue with

yeah I play with the devil
Mum taught me rules that was made by my pops
Me, I grew up like my father, I break em
You show me what’s good & I’ll show you

the people that I started with
Good thing I never called it quits
When they called my vision Collin Kaepernick
Man, y'all don't know the half of it
Say I never

Topped wit a fitted or a snap
I guess it's my image, market that
A little bit different, hard to match
But enough wit the gimmicks
It doesn't mean shit if

could finally be at peace
Gradually crafting my masterpiece and cutting ties with our past
I ain't gon' put you on blast, but I cope by jotting it

much,
They only talk about my name but I don’t get touched. 

I done turned my back on everything that was good for me,
Sitting on the fence, you ain’t

(Hit-Boy)
(G.Ry Got Me)

If I made it once and fell off, would you still love me?
Opps try to run me for my bag, would you kill for me?
Told me

Born to run
I was born to dream
The craziest boy you ever seen
I gotta do it my way
Or no way at all

Now I'ma run it up
They think they down with us

get killed, nobody gon' miss you (We not)
My "Get The Strap" video came on after Kanan died
I was hype to be on Starz, I ain't even gon' lie
50 put

merely thinking about this home is enough to raise the burden from the burdened
And it is enough to replace the sorrow within the hearts of the sorrow into

fill this up with a cent
A bad hand exposed is better than none
I hope that makes sense
Bonita Applebum was my love
We couldn't stay friends
Now you have

music my trade
I Remember killin roaches with raid
Remember we was broke but we paid
Hebrew Israelites we was the slaves
They did us dirty still do us

They can't give me enough
What's the hold up
Got the gift the gab
Ain't giving it up without my just due
Brightest thing shining
Ain't gotta ask you

Uh huh
Huh, what's good?
Um, I wanna shout all my Pittsburg family right now
I.D. Labs
E. Dan what up?
Jerm, Josh, I see ya'll
Wiz, what up?
Taylor

little fella? My names Dad,
No need to cry now don't be sad.
I'm gonna take good care of you,
Starting today I swear to you
You're never gonna go without,

life had to offer
Live on inside this music when my beatbox is a coffin

Hermitofthewoods
All I ever wanted was to strike a little spark
Just enough

Under Pressure

The Herd

Sun Never Sets [Bonus Track]

2005

"My dearest Grandma" was the way he always started the letter,
It wasn't the only occasion he wrote to keep it together,
"Thank you for

little fella? My names Dad,
No need to cry now don't be sad.
I'm gonna take good care of you,
Starting today I swear to you
You're never gonna go without,

allergies or because there is a significant amount of mold in my house

The mold is there because someone made a mistake and was afraid to property mitigate

All of Me

Joe Budden

Mood Muzik, Vol. 3: The Album

2008

was for real with it
Wanted a deal, got it but couldn't deal with it
I want me and my whole homeboys to still kick it
I wish they saw me as mouse

by my Soul 
Friends or not
I don't even care
I know my creator
Um
I'm made in His Image
An I see Him
When I look in the Mirror
An felt it way before
I

With enough sauce to keep it succulent
This a household culture I'm doing my bit
Bait face standout like I'm in a hi-vis
Radios dead F making a playlist

Until they realized what the fuck I do with pens
Share my life story through the bluest lense
Flow ranked the best by my newest friends
Scooped up by Quik