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man don't you do gra gra oh no
Dem go jail ya dem go jail ya
Don't you do gra gra don't you do gra gra
Dem go jail ya ah yah

These are the life we

the people who stuck by my side
They gon' be surprised I'm pushin' my limits
Poppa the king and I'm up on the rise
You look at my eyes they suddenly timid

On a Sunday Afternoon

Lighter Shade of Brown

Raza Radio

2002

just like a fool
Went back to his car with nothing he could do
All the cars in the parking lot low profiling
And everywhere you look you see somebody

like “what is this”
Penthouse, man, what a view
Never be one of you
Actin’ like you just got all of these rhymes
But we all know that you just wastin’

[Vocals provided by R Reed]:

Everybody's so affixiated,
With themselves to the point that it makes me sick,
Yeah, fantasizing such shallow lives,

impacting the passions we prouder
By actually acting like active attractions adapted
And seem to just scratch and scream louder
How you could be so fantastic

Girl If I’m bein' real honest
I’m not somebody to gossip
But a lot of fuckin' people
Been actin' real out of pocket
What are the odds
You gon' respond

're moving, it's possessing me
I was possessed
I was possessed

These hands have a mind of their own
My body is possessed by your love
And when we are

controlled by their sorcerers
I have proof, the source is this
I just want you to be sure I'm cured
So before I pour this forth, I'll be sure of it
Without

matter where you at somebody always gotta Goal
You gotta watch em close they might say they solid but they bound to fold
B-r-u-dd-a-s juss don't mean what

can really take your promise back, cause those are hard to keep
Why does it matter if you check to see if I'm okay?
Cause if I'm not, what you gon' do?

The only person that is doing what I'm doing is me
They say it cost to be the boss so I'm paying the fee
Fuck did you expect out of me
I had to get

are you? 
Когда ты броук - люди слепы, они буквально blind
Затем в dm пишут wag1, зовут в банду, всегда говорю да
Ведь никто и подумать не мог о том,

There are so many things going on in the world right now
Every time you turn on the TV, look at Facebook, Instagram, there’s a new image
And I got

Wide screen with a curve 
Lights beam from the words 
The good dreams are a trip 
The nightmares can disturb 
Wide angles of life's gambles 
Hear

I know
(Are you ok?)
How it feels
(I want you to know that you can talk to me about anything)
You've been hurt so bad
(Anytime)
I know
(I couldn't

a compliment
I'm drippin' confidence, I'm just somebody you ain't fuckin' with
Ayy, but free the real, and R.I.P da bros
Ain't with a lot of shit niggas be

bong
Felt this pain so long
There are no magic words
To turn you to my girl
These feelings make me want to hurl
Why do you rule my world
I've got get

it but its sound
Knowledge that I'm bound by need space to lay you down
clways gonna miss you but your fate is underground

In this form, I wish you

banner and smash through
I could scream till my eyes bleed and my face turns blue 
And beg somebody to prove just one of my words untrue
I want you to all

something
I never feel inside
By myself I think about
The day I'm gonna die
How many people, how many people
Gone be there,if there is heaven
How many people,

are you? 
Когда ты броук - люди слепы, они буквально blind
Затем в dm пишут wag1, зовут в банду, всегда говорю да
Ведь никто и подумать не мог о том,

being pulled by my feet out the door 
Get him outta here 
I knew I shouldn't have bought you that wheelchair you ungrateful whore 
Do? Huh? You? What?

bloated

Anyway, I'm looking for somebody
Have you seen him?

He's yay high
I must have lost him
Oh no

But I miss my carefree ways
I miss my salad days