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you

Or into the truth, or this interlude
Influenced by a debilitated ruler, situated by a ruler
That's not you, I'm not you, you love you, you like me

I need someone that can love me all day
That won’t judge me off the shit that I say
Someone to help me take off all this weight
Who’s goin' to tell me

the Spirit

Beneath Thy shield
I am protected from the raging storms
Of all my enemies
Let Satan storm
Let the foe rage
Jesus will stand by me!
Though there

a bottle
I'm popping bean
Swallow that Xanny than pass me the green
I'm off of the lean
Your bitch by my side cuz' she play for the team
Dick in her mouth

like flow go stupid
Go crazy
God got me blessed cuz he made you my baby
If i go take off lil bae will be chasin
You know that my music got eyes on it

and play with your dick
Give your love and get hit
Real men get a hit
White boy wants a hit (What he gon' do) 

You drive in a coupe
Bet your Royce lights

me, she taxin' like flood
D&G trainers they covered in mud
I kept it solid, they showin' me love
No matter what you do, it never enough
I told my

saw as a kiddo
Left daddy lying on the path like
He's one of them armadillos
While you're dissin' incest
You fell in love with your auntie
Tried

Like he was some sorta dish detergent
But the lack of completeness with or without him is making me
Either way, a bit uncertain
I'm better than this. If

Siah-
Siahda yea
Look
Pigs gon fly by time I bend or I fold
On ground count 10 of my toes
Nigga I'm me and proud I'll grin to my foes
Your frown

momma told me
Baby nothing is given
If you want it
Gotta take it
Keep ya eye on the vision
Make a plan & execute it
Never quit on the mission
I thank my

stop me
Always on my clock
They tick they tocking
How I be
Moving like nobody one watching
Show love
I don't really do that very often
Get high give me

Guerilla Till I Die

Z-Ro

Look What You Did to Me

1998

never shed a tear
Cause they don't love a nigga here

[Z-Ro]
American me, could it be my own
War is out to murder me
I'm ready to kill, and I'm ready

phone call will show you what depression really can do

Now I'm stuck in the bedroom swimming in my own thoughts
Wondering why my parents love me and they

the scent of a song
Lifting up my palms like I'm begging for alms
But every time I reach they leave me hanging like charms
So I mostly keep to myself
Rather

means
Guaranteed to win n this life of greed
Carried babies in my tummy, feed the family with no Money, holdem down if I know he Really loves me, cmn

Before my flesh was born 
My higher spirit made a deal 
She sent me to a planet 
Where the rebels raising hell 
c playground ruled by satan
Keep us

by myself The way they got me feelin', I'm the last
real one left Yeah, take that blinky off the shelf
Promise on my mama, if they try me, I'ma step

and then I ain't a rope
He'll make you kill yourself before I do what you know
You heard me
Hood goals, I'm just tryin' to stack a hundred grand

Ben

players, baseball players
Show me in the white community where a comedian is a white leader
Show me in the white community where a singer is a white leader,

possum
No beep beep, he ain't stopping
In the sheets we rounding robin
Ima teach these beats they can't hold me like
A bitch who think she flawless

Making short term goals when the weather folds, huh
When I hit a million I'mma still buy fake gold
You seen Stranger Things, the Will in me won't

All the Critics in New York [Edited]

Westside Connection

Bow Down

1996

wants to rock the microphone after me?
Think of who you are and who you be
My energy holds it down like the NFC
I'm going thorough through your borough

I thought
Was wrong and now the
Fee fi fo wit' the fi fo fum
And he's my fo so I might be done
And it might be fun, unlikely come
Better fight me son