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tell?
Whole team turning 30 like that album by Adele
Its 90Sitcom like fresh prince or saved by the bell
Them streams don't count if you just playing em

days
I steered by the stars
Aimed for the moon
Wound up in the bars
There was a room
I papered with prayers
Scattered with flowers
While somebody else

some riches

I keep prayin' to God it's in you
I hit the mall and spend two
Racks cause that's just what I've been through
Packs cause I smoke and I sin

there ain't nothing left to say
Really hit the beat any way 
Tryna get bad bitch, no keep, in a house on a beach in the bay 

I don't need a sleep 
I just

Everybody lookin At me like something done changed
I just been busy you know I gotta collect my change 
And I’m just cruising in the whip w chris he

Disclaimer
You may disagree with some of the views portrayed on this album 
And Handycap does not really give a damn
No autotune was used in

of placements
Its been some days since I've gone
But I'll be back They got my family in their lawn
What a song Smokin like I'm Chong
Born in East LA like Cheech

another white boy who went and tatted himself
I pierced my nose, started screaming
Whatever will sell
No matter what you do, your in sales for selling

it's all about your connections
Like the WiFi
People lookin' at me funny like tie die
Why try
Cus the boy got heart
I think I found my fresh start
All I

Well, I was cooling
Sitting by the phone waiting for
A ring with a female voice for a date or
An invitation to a nightclub
For some mingling
Then

to the limits
Squeeze, Squeeze

Touch a mic and keep it live, boy I
Resuscitate a vibe so don't kill it
Awake by nine, great time to be alive
Feel the change in

The reasonable man adapts himself to the world
The unreasonable one persists in trying to adapt the world to himself
Therefore, all progress depends

on a CD 'cause not everythin' you'll put on sells
Got all my ideas in cells as cells form 'em word by word
I wanna speak 'bout what I believe in but most

and lit
cll cause he tried to sell a tape by sucking marshalls dick
Binge, gobbling, you're not in the top ten thousand artists
Even if you started bobbing

I'm on life support by your lies
I've been thinking way too much, about us
I just want your love don't you understand
I need no small talk
Or a side hoe

Hoping you'll take my life for me
Begging someone try boy me or bore me
I never figured this my story, like I want that!
Can't even look in the mirror

a beast 
I been in cali smoking on cali 
cnd I'm just here by the beach 
Niggas don't know about me 
I should be charging 2 milli a fee 
When I just run I

Reflecting my mirror sights
Corner shop security shots
Zoomed bank my cameras
But am I posing
I've got to ask
Myself who am I
If bad boys hot
Am I trauma lost

on the pot
We just getting to the money
Powder to bread is a miracle, boys got spiritual
Crib by the beach, got waves in my living room
Clip within reach, get

homies rap, fuck that other shit you think you're doing
But I'm foolin' if they think they care about it much as me
They ain't trying for an album out by

These walls are closing in, I've lost myself again
I might need help today but where the fuck do I begin
Been falling part, need to follow my heart

you
What you see in me (ok)
So both of us mad
We should have that peace
Peace sign (peace sign)
Freeze time (freeze time)
Beach time (beach time)
I'ma

Almost There

Mr. Hudson

Almost There

2017

They judge you by your past and try to predict your future
But I got kings in my bloodline, I'm Mensa Musa
My dad came from Africa, he was the first

at base camp of Everest
I better rest, on a park bench in Whitmore,
Unlimited by the minutes I will sit and live this winter for

Chillin like Bear Grylls,