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cried and the cops were called
The day you said goodbye


Your father left his work by one or two
To a crying telephone his wife was on the other side

They won't even try him
Cause niggas know, I ain't taking a short
Fuck a witness
He won't even make it to court
Yeah, Forte Green, Big House is

no run
And no we ain't stopping til I say I'm done
I'm planting a seed, girl you having my son

And she say that she don't
Even know what love is
I

within myself
So don't run up, cause I'll defend myself
I'm trying to live not to be seeing my death
(so I ain't fucking with ya)

Friends, just ain't

by

It should be easy to keep our love alive
There is no reason we can't take the time
Yet we live as if we had centuries
And all the world in which

you're not somebody I'm concerned about
You was politickin' on my name (yeah, oh)
Know I'm that nigga you gotta learn about (yeah)
Might get shot by

(feel like)
You know all you gotta do
Is tell me
What you sippin' on (Sippin' on, sippin' on) (Ey)
And I promise
That I'm gonna keep
It comin' all

the club, 
She grabbed me by the hand and started giving me the love, 
I told her let’s go to the spot but she ain’t even budge
She said don’t you even worry

have somewhere surely lived a life of joy with you,
All is recalled as we flit by each other, fluid, affectionate, chaste, matured,
You grew up with me,

it just glide
Keep starin' at it and you might go blind
I be movin' clean, I don't even try
All I see is bands, bands, I spy
Yeah, that way, I need

don't

He buying me drinks 'cause I look good tonight
Boy, when I hit the city, better have my ladies by my side
That BBL effect it got me swaying

Watching phantom planes go by
Sinking into the darkness of the night
The lady in the clouds is lying down
Beside Chopin while he plays her the words

ashamed
He said to them “we’re all the same”
A killer by no other name
Is qualified
Opposing forces don’t realize
That I’m not here to compromise
My country

like it ain't shit to hide, and I don't care to lie
The last mufucka' try take me had to learn the hard
Way he can't have shit of mine... my city

class
Look my momma in the eye
And she seems tired
Said dad how are you fifty two
Still don't know what you wanna do
He told me baby girl that's just life

I said, babe, if you're trying to hurt me
Trying to make a grown man cry
Trying to get a fella just to turn his back on living
All he wanna do is die

to the voicemail
This goes to all my birdies out in Albuquerque
Don't ever let 'em put the thermometer in your turkey
Raw like Neneh Cherry and Eddie Murphy
If

a ring on every finger like I'm brick pumpin' (ah)
Out the pot, yay' wet like Trae Young jumper
If they pull us over, don't say nothing (don't fuckin'

Maybe we should ask ourselves
Maybe we should talk
Don't tell me your good enough
With your angry racist stuff

How can you judge a man
By the way he

Demons away

Night and day, black and gray, night and day, black and grey

Twisted smile, trusted by baby girl soft in his eyes  
He said, how about we

grab another 400 off the fuckin' shelf
Tell the cops that I don't know myself
Make another ten before we head home is what I told myself
I ain't bad,

There is no more creation
No room for good - no hope
You better cry for salvation - as
The reaper dangled by the rope

A scream for help - the morning

eyes. It's easy to choose solitude but you feel much better when you feel surrounded by life, so don't isolate yourself on an island half of the time.

care of their mamas and lock their fears outside 
Tonight we ride

Tell the runner to ride like hell
And if he’s taken don’t ever tell tonight 
That