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me
Big bag on my head I ain't hiding
For my nigga's forever I'm ridin'
It's do or die, No time for siding
All my dreams turn in nightmares (I really

the sun
Shawty not phased by the fact that I'm young

I got a lot on my mind, I got a lot

at the sun
Many people tried, to make you look like a bad one
Another son who lived and died by the gun

Leadfoot lucky should've never went, on the run

through pyromancy
Pyromancy

Moses tells the Pharaoh he will see the wrath of God
The plagues run ramped, all of Egypt soon to quake in fear
Water turns

dad raised his kid now he can't get it out his son
Better get out the sun, the storm is a hard one
A race for happiness that finish line is a far one
It

Gastly pale specter of the maelstrom
Pullin up makin you look like a fail son
Buckin off shots to your top wit a rail gun
Fuckin on ya thot and I

doing to me
Look what they doing to your son
In broad day in the sun
Why did I have to be the one
Yea this strictly for sinners
This for them kids who

As a disclaimer, we'd like to say that we've grown as people and artists, and moved past the offensive and
Outdated views expressed by Lil' Turt in

on the block til sun down
Trying to serve a j aint know how to work a scale
12 caught me on the block the first time i went to jail
Trying to trick me off

As the suns son

To shine on everyone

Cuz that's my healing method

Most humans do not respect it

Except when 

She need vitamin D

And he must shine like me

Start your life, open up your eyes 
And receive the lights of 1985

Son of mine, I built you on a love
I’m a Frankenstein, say it’s alive
Come

more coming
Hopefully it's obvious
That were having fun, man
In the sun, with the son, man
We full of rest
Cuz we stopped running
Except for the gains
We

incapacited
Homes dilapidated
Is this the future we created
Separated
Mother and son
Kid with a gun
Luke you were the chosen one
Yellow sun
Jump up and spin

studded with silver, his stallion lit by the sun
An angel of the range, a son of sturdy folk
Gazing at the last lone star as the morning broke

With no

gotta call you out
come on put your son in check
By your rules gotta treat these haters with respect
niggas look like me wanna kill me for respect
And I

the sun is shining bright
Oh lets head way down south where the coconut grows and the ocean breeze feels right
Mother Earth is calling coming back home son

reaching for their sons
Who flew too close to the sun
Find themselves 6 feet under
Or gracing the corners of a fucking cell
This shit is very real

See they

вот и Илон Маск - здарова (Хай)
Мы тут о тебе базарим кстати (What`s up?)
Говорю что ты пиздатый 
Yeah boy you so right, I`m a best guy
By the way,what

I've done Some shit I shouldn't done
Your Son is a King not a Pawn
I shot for the Sky but somehow I'm facing the Sun
At this age I should not carry Glock

I was Talking to my son today
Telling him about the world
Started telling him the world is all messed up
Everybody trying to get their share
No one

and weathered cowboy boots

Old Rex he'd push that Stetson back and say
Let me tell you something son
A cowboy's life is hard as hell
And his work is never done

The Uninspiral Winds Unwind
Secret ties that bind the mind
Symbols dance across the page
Faith fallen thru the sun and haze
Have you ever felt

Ace, Ace wake up
What, Okay

Ya
Ace hitter, no quitter
Had a bad rapper he was no beginner
Sayin welcome to the land of the rarest rarest
Immortal by

And the daily grind jams on steady repeat
You're so fucking scared about what I've become
But you'll never reflect by staring at the sun
Am I the bad son? Are you