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myself, and keep from everybody else
To stay sane and maintain mental health
Since I was young
Was made fun of
By every one
Was a no one
Started wonder-in

Sixteen bars in the clip let me red sight man
Having a kid I don't see weren't ever my plan
Solo nowadays not in any guy gang
Don't hate I'm tryna do

might desire to retire that uninspiring attire
You're a man of many miles but no smiles to show for it
If my wiles can transform your lifestyle, I say go

your soul and came from hell!
Killing your friends!

I know there's no point to life
If all of this can be reset
Living day by day
But the next we might

the four
And I'll drum your ears nigga
But this ain't no flex zone
Woah woah, uh
I'll forever do it by my own
And I'll forever be throwing 4's
We going up

like a Cool J
Man of the modern day renaissance
Girl you'd love it in my car

Why don't you hop in my Cadillac?
So we can go, go
Why don't you hop in my

is
And I love America
But can you truly love someone for who they are
Flaws and all
If your not willing to admit all they are
For example
People try

swag, the boy been trill
Since teether, and I ain't never needed no Breather
If Duke Wayne say a nigga lame then
He lame and Leezy don't fuck with him

a bag to you? Nothing
Grow old wit the bands til you hunnid
You ain't got no man, you got mansions
Bank account marvelous, Johannson
And she'll never be

plate
My superwoman made it I'm just tryna appreciate her
Raised by a single mum me and sister
Never seen my old man not even a picture
Til I was

mean I got work to finish(get to it) by the time I come back hope it ain't envy
I got love for my fam,my blood, (fake love) I can't help that my soul

rigged but I won't let it silence me not yet
No matter who we vote for the problems remain
It's the same old wahala nothing new
So this time around I won't

should be a workday for her unless today is a holiday of some sort. I suppose that's possible
Americans love a three-day weekend. Maybe it's st. Eat

Yhhyi ha
Onaa nanaa
Africa worldwide
From Kantaata to keteke
Chechekule piiloolo Kofi salanga and the rest
Man I know you know better
Those were

Welcome to the Show

Nappy Roots

The Pursuit of Nappyness

2010

rock the v-neck tees, wrinkly jeans
Old people askin' me, "do you sleep in them jeans?"
I reply, "no, sir or ma'am, this is the style"
Big smile, I

shots for a nigga like 3 dimes 
Niggas undercover like a cold nigga 
I'mma break her back like old nigga 
Brave enough to stand by my gun you a bold nigga

Be Yourself

Manafest

Epiphany

2005

I'll just be myself yo!!!

Verse II
Sitting by the phone again
Wishing it will ring
Watching friends on TV it's a trend
Never go out, and no where to go

for there will be war
And this thing called war?
Old men start it, Young men fight it, no man wins it.
You may think you are doing it for your country

dimension
I'm begging to die before this Is written
Is this a love letter or my last latter

I'm a complex soul
I have sin there Is no heart so there Is no

barreling old 17
When a man with a red blinking light was on our tail
He said you were doing 60 in a 45
But I'm gonna let you go this time
But if I catch u

(more)
There's no risk in it
Convincin' himself no one gets nicked in his town, but
The kid's stuck in the same old cycle
Pebblin', this be the local

ting, leave a man plankin'
Tell an old friend, "Don't mess up" (don't mess up)
Step on the strip, man's lettin' it rip
I swear that it's nuttin' but

like a thug, I don’t do none small, all B-I-G
Back on my feet
Shawty on fleek
This ya shizznie
By the way you stare and flip ya hair I can tell you want

Oh my God Nate
Nate you can't. No no. Come on man
I got enough shots to last me a whole triller
All that tough shit he rappin' I swear I don't really