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tracks (Trace)
I got 'em draped in black 
Waiting for the day 
You get wacked (Wack)
Smoking on you (Smoke)
Til ya homies catch a contact (Contact)

Oh my! Look at all you people in this room
I've been watching you file in
For an hour or two
But none of you seem to see
The black and purple suited

I seen them tears fall, I always be there for you
Till we drop, let's go through it all

Nothing in life is free
Learned that when I turned three,

nyoko
O hlahile bo di peisi
And I will fight for you
Ke mene bo di feisi
Jab jab jab jab
Baby shake
Indaba wang qhaza
O nale bo taste
I love you forever
I

Where fans are bought
But the real artist is not
These companies are literally paying pennies for your thoughts
So put the word in
Yeah ya'll cats should

father, I bid thee farewell
For death is now the only truth in my heart
The nightshade thus joins with my human form
And so I join myself with the earth

Why would u think that I think you gone ride for me 
Took me for granite u panicked n lie to me 
cin't buy you designer still hope that u proud of me

I don't know that if u really for me
I'm trynna stay focused for real and just get on my Grind
And I never put cap in my raps
Ima spit u the truth

sold your song
Looking back you realize
You were the product all along
Dance for companionship
Dance for your class exam
Dance for your chance to grow

(Crudchapo)
it was the gym or the block i went straight to the spot
i bought a bid and bought pot and went straight to the top
why you tryna come

lead to verdict, murder
I flip the wordplay
Academic annihilation appreciating invitation
All star alliteration for
Your Oscar consideration

(Top shinner shit for life like I ain’t going lie tho thru it all Nigga still standing tall that’s how I already know I’m destined for greatness no

all my brothers made it
You can't reach me the same way
You got to hit my agent
I want the B.A.G'z I ain't into the clout chasing
Did a bid for the bag

If I blow up on the fame, who root for me
If I got killed out the game, who ride for me
Swear that rain hits my veins, it gets lonely and if you

invitation
I'm slowly fading
In and out of darkness
Working my hardest
Still ignoring the work that needs to be done
The work has just begun
I'm looking for

commonly hid 
But no I had to stay there and gamble with something I unwillingly bid 
Until I ended up losing it all and eventually going down for it 

I wonder what's next 
I just set up the tour 
What will I pour next 
What's next to for me to pour?
I'm just balancing the score 
With my self I'm

and I can't fuckin' rest
Thank God for the herb cuz it keep me zonin', melodies pourin
Keep me from pullin' the smithin' west Son, I tell you, puttin'

this grave shift
And I ain't made shit
I'm going ape-shit
Cause I can't pay shit
Done being patient
All the frustration
Got my invitation to my

Here Comes The Knightowl... Knightowl
[Gun shots]

[Mr. Shadow]
Eventualy I'ma have to see the penitentury
For sending all you fake mothafuckas

Music Makes Me High

The Lost Boyz

Lords of the Boards

1997

on the West Coast
 we be gettin high with the fellas
 who puff on the lie
 for Lu-Lu,Sig, and Tai
 everyday you know how we do (woo)
 brothers tryin

you can rely on me
With child-like faith, heaven has a place set aside for me
You wanna be Christ-like, gotta have child-like (Faith)
Consider it

money, Boy you got a hex
I've been shooting shit for too long My gun like who next

Won't indict me off  no song ,So give it a rest
No football, said go

guess I'm stranded here
Takin off with no landing gear
Stand against what I'm standing for you'll get these hands like manicures

If you makin' shit rap