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to killing
Isn't it ironic I work to keep a roof
Over my head but understanding
That the talents God gave me
Have no ceilings Uh, I'm so appealing
Dedicated,

let's face it, I'm not gonna let it stop me
Imma keep it going, I'll be doing my thing
Yeah, I'm all in
Going off the clock with the munting
Load up

praise
Shabach God And believe what He say
We understand that we should enter in His gates With thanksgiving in our hearts every day
As well as enter in

for what's done
Mad for what's dead
Hold her in my bed
I'll be around
It won't get to my head
Just hear the sound

Moving forward is a must
Loving

going by so fast I gotta slow, it down
I check her locay, she turning down my street
My head like what the fuck is happening, no way
No other twists

whole like 40 something days 
Had a convo with my spirit he said I was gonna be great 
I hear voices in my head but I don’t respond everyday 
I just go

it low key just chilling with my dogs
Got the backing by my team so I'm never gonna lack
With the fame and the money
Yeah bitch I want it all
And I

Trilogy of Terror

Afu-Ra

The Year of the Backslap

1999

Push me to my limit, punk nigga, your gonna get it
One by the gun, two stomped out by my shoe
Three you get strung up by the limb of a tree
I never rhyme

Uh
Balla back in this bitch you know what I'm saying
Locked in with my nigga DeVinci
You already know what the fuck is going on
Uh
We about to do

those times they passed with doubt, it's time for me to take what's mine
Oh, every move I make is calculated
5,6,7,8 M's in the bank, like my name is

Iris
Doing all the art and keeping my head in focus
Sorry to the bros Saturday is for the missus
From what I recall you guys ain't even on the guest list

niggas die
Never gon' stop ridin' round with the fire
Play with my family you play with your life (Bop bop bop bop!)
She slept on me, she ain't catch

with corrections Too important, I need my own section
Section eight to improve, apartment cheap I keep my head on the swivel when I walk the street
Piece

lungs get bigger
In the club with some stars big dipper
Leave the ho by the bar big tipper
I put a ho in the trash no liter
Cap in they raps say they got

the judgement of God
I'll stand alone
Walking by faith, head held high
Gone cast your stone
While I chill on my throne
Putting my emotions in my song
If

beside me

Right by my side could trade places with my hip or something
Cause girl you really give a different something
Why every chick I talk to feel

Pressure from foes, friend and family
Me need a second neck to carry wetin dey for my head.
So many men wan from back injure me
But for my front dem dey form

brought up
You say you’re rollin' with the clique kid who you kiddin'
No mercy for 'em by any means handle business
They on the outside lookin' at us tryna

Imma get my gat
That's a promise nigga, I ain't making threats
Money on ya head, I won that bet
If you play with me, ain't no getting out
You in a sunken

I got 5 on it
When these sicknesses attack
I got 5 on it
Recall the lashes on my back
The thorns on his head represent the mental health crisis
He

at
Negative shit I'm removing that
My name in they mouth I ain't takin it out
Either way in they mind I influenced that
A voice in my head keep on saying no

you know I'm creepin
Hit her for the 40, drunk as hell, feelin' like my uncle
Caught a nigga flirt with my bitch, and he ate my knuckle

Put a belt

fuckin' with my head
Thinkin' bout you
Do you ever think of me
And the day you up and left?
Man I'm so depressed

When I said
What I said
Well I meant it

dragged to the club by both legs
Touch down, take shots with my best bitch
All paid for by the dread head to the left
Next round be provided by his best