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white (was white, to this day)
Can't believe he got beat up that night

Adrien Broner was on the "Catch Me Outside" girl page
In her DM, oh, he ain't

when the devil came
I let him take my life again
Mamed by a shot at point blank range
Sunshine and kisses
Is now depression and rain
If I could fix it I

and dollars just to add it up
Blue collar
White collar
School scholar
Shot caller
How bad do you want it, b-bad enough
But I dont think you want it bad enough

way out"

From the pages of the Cress Theory
I know you hear me
If you out there, listen up, yeah
I know you feel me
Do I look suspicious on this track

to come undone
They're returning one by one
The defiant son falls
A page blank no memories
Define reality
You came and you took from me
So lifeless
You fade

dung
But him love di fuckry like him son
A him carry mi go buy di gun
Fi shot dem, and deprive dem lung of oxygen
But mommy say shoot fi di future
dem

when I fly in a blind rage
Until the world map is looking like a blank white page
Turning everything to live bait, plus we run the gamut
Dominate across

blank spaces than some white lie
That was never meant to be, oh no
All your missed calls aren't invitations for more
And if you ring at my house I won't

the shooter, we doing drive bys, dropping these bodies and taking their names
Never know when a nigga might sneak you so I keep that thing, on me
I spot you from

the words
My head's a book with pages which are blank or misplaced
Or simply stolen by your unsuspected grace
I'm confused in this place
I must have lost

Memory in mind is a terrible thing to waste...

cs blank as the pages inside the book I write, my dreams fade in on transition from color bleeding

page
Food by the pool, codeine by the lake
I'm on so many drugs that my mind goes blank

CBX heartbreak, shawty want my love
And she know it's gonna hurt

meet
Missing you doesn't help fill my blank page
I'll learn i love you in every language
Please never give me a last dance
You and i will never need

like a blank page I peer
Writing at the crossroads and my future appears
Could you just tell me how you feel my dear?
Looking out the glass, is anyone

My son's name is Michael Justice Ajani Sterling
Michael after his grandfather, not to mention Jordan, Jackson, and Tyson
See, he came out fighting

Guns go off, Shams is a Raiders fan
A rhyming gallop reporter, columns are lost
White five, black five with dollars to toss
Twisted by the dark side

the white pages (Rah)

We got blood on the money
We got blood on the money
For the love of the money I'm
Willing to shoot or get shot
And make it home with

Linger Ficken' Good

Revolting Cocks

Linger Ficken' Good...

1993

I know Paul, Paul, yeah
You know but see, yeah, y'all may know him by other names
Hermes, Pan, Ion, You know mm ton of shit
Sperm bank
I didn't

as the world goes by
Passing you
Take downers
To counteract the speed
Ecstasy for me
Viagra for my grandfather's seed
Ridalin for my son
Fix the BD
Forget all

Aah yes
White blank pages sprinkle a little black on it
Treat the beat like a phat ass man I smash on it
Askies sorry we ain't tryna hear your sad story

Just Like Noah's Ark

Elton John

The Captain & the Kid

2006

backs and making cracks
About the fags in the bar
Radio boss dipping his nose in a little white packet
You put it out son and we'll all back it
Yeah

Hi my name is Yossel
Let me tell you about my town
Its filled with all these posters
Not a blank wall to be found
Its a really quiet village
At least

little bruda
You ain’t nowhere near

It’s a new start, So what’s life now?
He just turned a new page
But it’s like he crossed life out
Dedicated

Blank pages, young faces, hearts of gold
Funny how love is
all black or white when brand new
We cutpaste the stories told
Shiny or deadly
Never In