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the martyr, overcome, would keen Seventeen years only you lived with me, my child.'
And when they took him up the scaffold's steps and passed the rope around

I been spending all this money 'cause I
Might not see the sun again
I've been smoking drugs in the slums
Have you running when
I step on the scene, I

it was free
It was the truth, if not, it would be me
Everything black inside, you couldn't see
I'm presidential, nothin over me
It's Trae, nigga
Runnin

paranoid in my mansion, losin' my mind
By the window with the tip of the barrel
Movin' the blinds no need for ya commentary
Where was niggas at when
I needed

I've been waitin' for retaliation
For a long time i made it out the hole
By havin' a strong mind
You can lock my body but
Can't chain my brain
Bullet

asleep
He got robbed by them niggas across street
And now he walk the shotty and trench coat
I used to see him servin them
Fiends on a bench dope
Now he

over
That's immature this little whore
Half black and half Singapore
Thing was pure, skin mocha, trim sculpture
Curse like a sailor
But honey was still

The best that's certain
My rhymes come together
Dark like drawing black curtains on a dark room
Yo silence and gloom
Hallucinations in head like magic

step I welcome readily
And if my lack of fear bring the death of me
Let the spirits of my ancestors envelop me
So know this is that armageddon coming

of the mysteries of life can be clarified by the basic knowledge of this important concept
Thoughts are energy and act like magnets drawing to them thoughts

the
softness of the palm, the landing of the paint, it's the not having a point they begin to end. It's
the not having much to be exhausted by.
But for

Dogma looks but never peers through the smog
So in the clear will appear that black swan
To trap love you must wade through the fog
But try to grab

oughta do it like me
Do it like me, d d do it like me
Turning tennies into bennies while I throw back
Going harder than harden with every step back
Koala

to the concrete
Knee to the neck

For the fact the you black 
And you came from the 'jects

When we sleep, see the dreams of the fairy
And the tales that they tell

My peddle to the floor all gas no breaks
N***** try to hate but aint step-in off the base
Stay the f*** out my way make my own lane
No shade no shame

hating on me? Fuck that bitch
Bitch can't hear ya, yeah nigga I made it
All by myself nigga, motherfucking payment

Remember when niggas used to
Look at me

to 'em) keep my royalties to myself
I just mind my business
I just love to be by myself
Proud of how I'm livin'
Put some racks up for my son
'cause he gon'

the trees and get the sting on. Immediately, run for your life to stay alive,
stung repeatedly, by every killa bee out the hive
Guard the gate, protect

Listening' to rachet
Music made by niggas with bachellors
Feeling some kind of way
Really it's a mask or
Masquerade, these labels are after slaves

red sky
Rumble of thunder the beat of his heart
Sparkles of lightning into his eyes
The weight of a cross fed by his own suffering

The Healer
Here he

confidence
Black all in my melanin, my attitude, my dominance
Porches in my vision, got my hood still in my oculus
Stories from these steps, you hear

Haunted by the ghost of you 
Wished away a year or two
Just so I'd fall of the track 
Paint the skies until they're black 
I'm hurting still 
Like it

Waking. Marching in step now
Feed me. Going back to bed now
We're up again. I guess it's time to fuck around now
We're cleaning barracks, barely

Find it hard to breathe until the dusk is calling
Feeling undernourished by the day's long dawning
Waiting for the cover of the black enshrined
Step