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Ply me wit
Until
He D.I.E

Laugh & See
I Let it fly
Like veeze
I ain't worried
bout dese niggahs
So don't ask
bout me
I crop Ah
Bitch out
Leave tag
By p

Can you hold the door for me please?

Girl 2:
Thanks!

Girl 1:
No Worries

Girl 2:
Come on doors close...Sorry I’m in a hurry!

Girl 1:
What floor

you keep me in yours

Cuz it's just so hard for me
To pretend like I don't see my outstretched arms around you
And my tears rolling down your back
I

on wax for nothin dawg it hurts to think
But I got too many real ones 'round me just to turn and leave
I write these songs for y'all but I had to write

competition
But let me tell y’all thought she was pretty smooth
I just had to tell the truth
I don’t care how many pictures you’ve liked
I don’t care how many

by myself, I watch my life unfold
Because not too many know, my mind got some rips, a few holes
Running to them quick fix solutions just for control

I got me a plan, that's crazy
Stick to it, I ain't playing I'm crazy
Got a box? I might come for a round
Don't knock, I'm kicking shit down
Yeah that

thought we was Brothers you tried to tear me down on purpose that shit was scandalous you cut me deeper then a surgeon
I still be thinking about how you

still got problems I'm working at  yeah yeah
I just pray that he make it last
Never happened overnight for me 
All facts they telling lies on me
Hearts

often, Sir tell me how to kill a debt
Say he wanna feel legit
Started beef for the thrill it
Last word before his death
Told me that he to real to jet

gon' stop 'til we in space eating desert plates
I'm finna start a revolution this the birthplace
(Mumbling) that's how I get down, uh
STOP THE TRACK!
I

fuck I like bitches with pretty big boobs
People walk by me and check out my shoes
No one my enemy think I'm quite cute
Bumping my head I feel like

mistakes make for greater purposes today
Now I spit my crime on this line
I'm 14 juvenile case they sat me down
Judge across the way, slap on the wrist 18

open
Stomped a hole in the ground
And left the floor smoking
Then I said
Hold it down
Rolling loud
I'm rolling by
Ain't nobody in the crowd
They

Leaders
Of the School
I bust a door open
Stomped a hole in the ground
And left the floor smoking
Then I said
Hold it down
Rolling loud
I'm rolling by
Ain't

it
But everyday I'm dumbfounded How you hate me
Because the color of my skin is Brown
At every chance, wanna put Me down, and violate me
You assuming

Enemy of the State

The Psycho Realm

A War Story

It's killing me how wars that make no sense 
Last an infinity
It's silly shit how a city gets 
Mentally unfit
But really it gets worse when buildings

said no, it's me, myself and I
And not too many people want to die
I'm sittin in my living room talkin to Death
Tryin to figure out, what I got left

Lil' nigga grew up off of pain became that mane' so he not stressin'
Zariyah all I got is you I hold dear to me, my precious
Won't die no bum nor fuckin'

Don’t want what’s best for mankind
I want what’s best for one man, me 
Got no plan b, see my plan is 
To flow happily wanna hold that dream
But I fucked

cares?" the Asian-Americans feeling so violated
They're facing discrimination and hate crimes, they're fearing for their lives
No one is safe, not even

of many Mexicano poets but not saying that I'm king
Down for the brown I'll show it cause I know it is
The Brown Crowd vida esta loco thing
And I

lil baby
Thugs need love too
Duh
Hun me love you
Oh
I’m thug yeah baby
I’m a hustler baby
Thugs need love too
Duh
I need love I need love
That is all I

a low-down dirty shame how they counted
Me out
But when I'm back in town, my name they
Scream and shout, I stay
On the move, just like the National Lampoon
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