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bitching when you're falling behind
Day trading third degree burns
In return for respect
While your jerking off thoughts of me
Breaking a sweat
Oh the big

tobacco leaves
And nicotine
Set the cargo ablaze
Get lost in the haze

My mother came by the other day
She said son come and sit
Lets reminisce
My sister

Layton, Layton, Layton, Layton, Layton, Layton, you
Too long, to stop now
You're retiring
But you want to be free
My hate was growing stronger
as you

know what I'm on
So if it's not matching I gotta do more get up and go
Night after night and day after day I pray to the lord
Talked to my lil dude right

Inside My Head

Young MC

Brainstorm

1991

on inside my head
Inside my head, I wonder what might happen
If the day came and I stopped rappin'
Would I still have friends or be all alone
Do they like

at listening to my girl I’d rather listen to beats
I close my eyes and see the me I’m on a mission to be
The hardest part bout' growing up man shit just isn’t

Taking trips you know paradise 
Won't believe what I'm paying 
All night no day in
Hair growing so nappy feeling like I'm going super sayin
Kama Hama Hama

fragile for the end of days
We integrate or fall behind
To what Leo designed

To Bakelite:
Model of a plastic parasite
Poly-oxy-benzyl-methylene
Versatile,

and we didn’t have much growing up
I did the best I could
Continue to fight and never gave
I went to church
I even got a college degree
I moved us out

doors, chugging down Dos

Equis, like jeez la weez, say what you want of me
Fuck your freedom of speech and college degree
Arrested cause I'm driving too

combination

Maybe one day
Or maybe never
We can talk
Bring all this pain to a halt
Like an investigation
Crime scene
Murder mystery
Dead body
Outline it with

that's garbage!" 
And in the old days, it was easy to defend rap music
It was easy to defend it on an intellectual level
You could break it down,

the beat's already heat
Spitting fire every day
It could be high or low
So I got the skills to back
Up my big fat ego
Go
I'm the next idle
Coming with spirals

(Four Quarters)
(Listen to the melody)
(Four Quarters)
Yea
It's first degree on anything with a snare, not playing fair
I was born for this game, man

Lukey was growing up
He was doing dumb shit
Never caring bout' school
Stayed thinking he don't need it
Life was easy
Didn't know what he wanted was

This here one of them beats where you just gotta unload your thoughts
First off gotta thank God for the day
He really paved the way
Survival

the path may be music, degree or property
But the bag always be loading loading just like I'm Central Cee
Growing big with a sweet one to the left side with

waves zero gravity while I glide

The day is growing older though the night is fairly young
I like the gust of wind it blows my thoughts where they belong

okay
I've been growing so much can't reminisce on the old days
Talk to many women, I'm still stuck in my old ways
And I don't hit up old flames
I just

Sitting on your couch
On your day off
Your life is miserable
Tell me you've had enough
You're growing fat now
Watching the TV
I'm wondering how
You

I'm an addict
Suicide fanatic
I will never give it up
Long live the habit

How am I supposed to live?
I got a degree in depression I'm an addict 
What

permission
Life no exhibition
Now J-heir my new position
What you know bout having no degree but in debt for tuition
Can't say you got it out the mud
You stuck

to come out 
Drug dealers, real shooters man it's hard to run out 
I had to take a different route just to level up 
Got a degree at 22 my prices going up

Lemme speak from the heart
Days goin by and I noticed the people who close to me growing apart
It's partly my fault, cause I was to busy tryna get my