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Little did they know I'm the reason it was aired, So
Listen in you Carstairs are not hard
Sitting in your armchairs with hardly a care to be given
I can

they can't fuck with me
Ran up the score, check the board, dawg
We up fifty (We up fifty)
All that ho shit you pulled? Stuck with me
Made a hundred by

walk by without sayin' hi
It's The Block, ma yeah that aint right
And you're feelin' yourself and your head's high
And I'm standin' there and I'm like,

Born in the wrong shoes, I stay up for hours
Crying my eyes out, cause fuck I can't get by any longer
And these hands of mine, look nothing like his

Plus, God is the sum of everything you've been missing 
You tripping, like where the heart go?
Guess we too busy trying to find stripes like we're trying

the staff
And show him I'm the master of the science and the math
It's so many thugs creepin on the daily
(Yo, we caught just his head up the block) Word

selling I'm the cream of the crop
the confidant that will get your heart shot with a glock

At one point we all learn like when the moon reverts to first

with all of your heart
'Cause back then when you loved me
You only ever loved me with half
I'll take hundred over fifty
'Cause we need to stay who we

of nigga what the fuck is this
Heart venomous Sadaam identity
Loading a miggity miggity miggity mack god forgiving me
More holes in the back than a Trump

See you next year 
In second grade 

Ms Mwenya
Credit to you 
You had us all school year 
And you knew what to do 
We are all so glad that we had you

pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)

dig these bars
From palm trees, to bomb green, if it all seems
Like we're living in the land of dreams, by all means
Forever, rockin that, purple

Now all we got are court letters and sins
I still carry and regret but i cant seem to make amends and forget
Talk to my exes through my poetry cuz were

of nigga what the fuck is this
Heart venomous Sadaam identity
Loading a miggity miggity miggity mack god forgiving me
More holes in the back than a Trump

you playing me bruh
Don't get defensive homie I am not your enemy nah
Don't waste your energy
I'm here whether you like it or not
Yeah me and you we are

empty, hollow in my soul
Niggas got cheated we was following the code
Then they got the nerve to wonder why I'm on go
I'm trying to drop his kids a Mill,

the blade in my thick skin
There we are on facetime, I’m laying in bed listening to the bass line
Of your heart beat, tryna pace mine
So I stay calm till

Dumb Girl

DJ Lil Les

Breaking Bank

1998

I'd seen you jackin' JC cause they got him most hazed 
If you know about the ladies and all his babys 
You diss on his rhymes a million times

crashing all around Us
I need someone inside with me
But with you by my side
We can do anything
And the cloud of this depressions
Got to leave out my bed

Paranoid

Mac

Shell Shocked

1998

brother to give me the cellphone to call my niggas 

We bein' chased by these upamillas 

They probably tryna kill us 

I can't shake 'em, I might

I just gotta say "hi" to this new nation
I just be saying that I be changing places soon
And you are still being fed by a golden spoon
I'm braying,

(doesn't matter what you think)
	We are just a bunch of Freaks on Fremont Street
	
The Beautiful Losers are here to help us thru the night
They make

on the political discourse
I give forth like Cicero at the tomb of Archimedes. While our
Hearts are beating, well-meaning darling little boys
Don’t bother, Sigmund

life
Vampire gang up at night
Hellsing when they pull the pipe
Niggas about to pay they price
No heart in me I always been cold
Get it by any means