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admirer
She decide to wave
I decide to say hi
See her stand and grin
Feel her hold her excitement in
Distracted by me she hits her cart
Boom, blow, damn,

dem, thangs
And why'knowwhatI'mtalkinbout I feel that (I feel that)
See I done been in that situation where niggaz flip birds
Y'all know the gangsta,

out these hammers then
Buck on you niggas
Soon as I step in the office
We put them nails in the coffin
Y'all niggas die by that that money
Put hands

We work till it works and
If it don't work then we make it work
Work till it hurts as beads
Of sweat drop down in earth
They say I'm crazy cus
I drop

to the top
Ima make on gawd
They don't belong in the picture so u know by default they get cropped
Listen the way i dey moonwalk i am heavily touched by

I hit the blunt, the mind's awake
So foggy in the room, you think I'm plotting my escape
No condoms getting used when I refuse your common stakes
So

could stretch the dough that you bringing in
Just get yo broccoli stack yo vegetables and before you know it she sniffing cocaina from Mexico off yo

isn't natural 
But our chemistry is 
And our energy is 
And I'm very compelled 
By her Black beauty 
Like her conversation, she carries it well
Cause I'm

knowledge and widening your circle
It's speaking out against injustice it's being verbal
It's having conversations about misinformation being spread in

(bands) bands
I keep a glicky right here by my side just in case a nigga wanna fuck up the plan
I am the (What am I, I am the man)
I am the (Yeah) man
I am

come get this money with me!
I know he gone ride he right by my side he keeps it one hundred with me!
When it got dark and when it got cold, he stood in

Falling Down

Cunninlynguists

Southernunderground

2003

Replaying conversations in my head by my ex-wife
From the house work that I did, to the kids, even our sex life
She said I was crazy so I threatened to prove

Yo, tell 'em we back in this
One-of-a-kind spirit's
Be remembered with the time
The sky's the limit
Bitch I'm barely in my prime
This ain't half

It's just me and my bubble now
Gotta keep the door locked, keep the trouble out
Cause it's cold in this motherfucker
And I don't think that I'm

sure faster than me
I thought about the sunsets that would take place there 
And about being present for them by your side 
Only to miss the colors in

sophistication 
Cause I understand once all this was not in tradition
But now it's in implication, for the ones who had good conversation
With themselves, who

are you?
Wait never mind I forgot I'm writing
Feels like a conversation in a way I am
I'm talking to you but rapping to the fans
Or a fan that maybe

intoxicated that we'll have random conversations
With no limitations because I don't know what I'm saying
Then I'll give alcohol all the credit
But by the time

pay

I'm talking to the walls
But the walls keep caving in
They amplify my thoughts
I really want a conversation
But I let it slip away
A debt

you know I'll invest ya
Leave her stuck with her leg up
Trill bending the stretcher
In the streets where I left ya
Stacking money by the bundles
Even

to God every night, but sometimes I forget

I'm losing faith in you and I'm losing faith in us
These years gone by have brought out familiar feelings

every one in shock when I step in the stu' (Why not?)
The biggest breakthroughs in life almost always happen by accident
But it's no mistaking that I'ma

for mils
Or maybe I’ll tease you on Helmut
Conversations, love me, I don’t
Send me some weed I’ll call up my lawyers
Rats in disguise, don’t trust them

Try to pin me cuz my pigment is black 
My melanin dark enough for them to put knife in my back 
Take knee on flag 
Frustrated by system have 
liquor