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of bad days
I'm losing people like it's the last supper
It's cliché
And sometimes I turn on my jam to get crunk
Aye bay bay
They say the good die young

like no one can,
I can be your superman,
Take my hand, lets fly away,
I promise ill be here everyday,

Close your eyes lets start to fly,
Im gonna love

that you know a thing or two
But I ain't never going back
You can count on that
She a dime but she always think im tryna spend her
Even though after work

heart kept provoking
We used to feel great emotions
But started making promises and lost that devotion
Now in my sorrow I'm rolling
All cuz you didn't

See the killers make racks, it's vital (feet)
She only dance to Reggae and Calypso
B-bare boom bang for a rival (feet)
HK, I'm claimin' that title

work until you can't work 

then enjoy peace in the dirt

(FUCK THAT)

i don't wanna spend life gettin by 

(FUCK THAT)

really wanna live i do not wanna

not online no hesi
I'm still walking down the street hoping that 1 will test me
Man fuck the opps all of them gon meet with my fine M60
They got a war

gotta work too
You can have second place
Dog I'm cool on it
Respect over fame any day
Plans innovate
Different level shyt
You making them mini plays

seem to know why
I am drawn to this energy I know is bad for me
You're toxic and textbook abusive, see here lies my problem I'm beaten down by what I've

Picture this me and you forever
Broke or rich it doesn't really matter
With you by my side I'm only getting better
Me leaving you? Never

I wanted your

Chaskele a smile
Or do you need a vow
And four corners
More borders more orders
Life is short but I still make a tall order
On a skateboard
As I locomote

Aww
Yeahhh
Me and you
You see I hustle all-day and grind all Night
You don't even care cause you by Myside
When I ride through the trap girl it Me

your shine and your fly
They just wanna be up in it
Watch you fly by the window
Scheming how to fucking end it
I been sitting on the outside
Still

apostrophe
My artistry will cause your heart to bleed
Now who's in charge to see to get this carpet cleaned?
American Idol, I'm buryin' rivals
Discardin' beef

the problems 
If you will
Thinking baby can we solve it 
Can we still 
Can we still 
Nah 
Let you say you wasnt ridin 
Can i believe you when i look in your eye

smoke me a couple blunts
I’m heading down on this road, searching for pot of gold
Baby come fuck wit the real, u can call me the smoke
Big homie got

G3 you ain't slick
I'm like shut up bitch
Unless you wan suck so more dicc
Then by means
Bitch don't hold ya lip
She tucking my stick
And she know

would stop
But every day I'm led astray by the glow of a gas light

Erase files, hang the trials
Evaporate their tapes of rape to hide their lies

Really a hitter I'm not no kidder
Picced you off the ground they told me not to litter
You tripped and you fell so they call us the clippers
Main

I'm black an everywhere I goes
I'm being attacked by all the police
I try to tell 'em: Let me go
But everytime they say more bullshit

They pull me

the hood we surrounded by drugs all day

Battle for the number one high, so dirty
It's been stolen, eyes can't focus
I'm on my own supply
No money I won't

1 Adam 12

Delinquent Habits

Here Come the Horns [Clean]

1998

to prove somethin'
But I ain't proving shit makin' moves yes but never the less
The gloomy West want to put me to the test
Still these pop quizzes I'm

under my wings
I'm frozen but still undefeated
For the abandoned I sing

Archangel rise, the trinity has synchronized
A remedy for humankind (oh,

Hold It Down

Cocoa Brovaz

The Rude Awakening

if I sin will I use
Sittin' with' the reverend in my county blues

To which ever form you base your religion on
Live by the scriptures of the Bible