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know
If you were my family, my friend

You my cousin, bro, I love you too
I ain't beefin' with y'all niggas, man
We is family, nigga
Y'all gotta realize,

I’ve been making music my whole life
Wether it be 
Tappin pencil
Instrumentals
Or playing 
Pianos
In the night
When I was young we couldn’t afford

does that make you the sheep
Have you been sleepin
Where's your lambs surrounded by angels or them demons
When Jesus welcomed the children it was sacred

mean my neck, man
Yeah, it's like it back when we were just young children

Unadventurous, always not caught up
But what will we see
Rather holy, yeah

mileage while you and your smartphone were both on silent
Busy Hailing Barack as a well-spoken token that prejudice was dead 
And America had woken up when

Drive

Easyworld

Kill the Last Romantic

2004

We were hardened to it all

Driving by the park, we loved when we were young
Before you turned so strange, oh where have you gone
I watch you down

Don't Flex

Eightball & MJG

Screwed Up, Inc. Presents the Best of Suavehouse

2000

on let me click over MJ what you see

(MJG)
I see a stout thang
Were bout to leave a hump off in yo couch mayn
One look at this bitcha make yo mouth

the ball on social media. 

I'm too influenced by all the fake shit that I see in you. 

It's deeper than likes, really, this life's about control.

Blaming

between me and who i wish to be
Put it on the people that are kin to me
I try my best to hone all of the talents that were sent to me
May the name

Meadow fifteen miles long
Nobody watched the news last night nobody checked the weather
We were four young wranglers followin' a boss hellbent for leather

long glances
One day they were surrounded by a couple of bullies
Teeth were broken, ugly words spoken
Have you ever dreamed of a world where things like

'reigner hoes
We were up in H&M we didn't dream designer clothes
Now I don't want no friends on me, I be calling y'all my folks
When that pain start percing

my life was a mess, but thank God I'm doing okay
You hate on my post but you mimic the pic! what is your point?
Fuck it I hate when a nigga be telling

rappers be capping but I just don't play
If I'm being honest don't care for no bae
I'm too young for love and ain't got time to wait
I feel like I'm Roddy

Verse 1
They Was Rebels & Running 
You Couldn’t Tell ‘Em Nothing 
They Was Young & Dumb 
They Was Learning & Stumbling 
We Would Learn They Mistake

And you sleep in their cold, cold room

I was young when I left home
I wrestled with the winds
I panicked in the nighttime glare

And preyed I'd find

You were such a very good person
But tonight
I don't know what's gotten into you
Listen
You lied to your parents by telling them you were working

The streets will hook u
Or they'll uppercut ya
I've been influenced 
By school truants 
& righteous students
Obeyed the law 
But still victims

destroyer of worlds
I speak for the weak
Everyone who feels they don’t have a voice
Or feels put upon by others
You don’t have to feel that way anymore
I walk

battle then you shit outta luck
It didn't matter when I was down, stuck
Now they reach out and I don't give a fuck
Get out the way, or get hit by a truck
I

writing poems I mean
It get annoying
Feel like a perfect storm I mean
You're like a thorn
Scratching me til I'm torn I mean
You were the girl of your dreams

these fools
Nigga, I'm the one did it
Chop a bullet
You jacking

Love when I hit it
Blow for the door
Another serious situation
KB, look

This your

is she lost and found
When I was down I was by myself, now I'm up drop the mic I'm fucking out

the tracks of the Santa Fe
Were not prepared for what happened
Early on a winter day

I’ll tell you a story
A tragedy
A clear cut case
Of fate and destiny