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With my head hung low, by the old light pole on main street
cs I sit back to wait on the 210
My eyes are wide,  my mouth is shut, and I don't know if

makes my brain go hazy 

I gotta lot of big dreams baby 
But it will happen cuz I don't say maybe 
I'm gonna blow up like the sun 
cnd burn it all down

hou ik stil met me stem
We burn yo head met de carbon en een klem
Ik rijm je 4 woorden in een line en ik ben geen Eminem
We worden beluisterd op de

diamonds, make my chest freeze I just bought a pound of gas to make my chest bleed
I got a fresh pound, I'm finna burn it down Just count a hundred bands up,

thought we all on a team

This that American dream, riot in the streets
Yeah burn all these bridges, cripple communities
Agent provocateurs, they all be

twenty three just know I'm inbound
Nine K watch me hit a hundred thou
When there's no tomorrow you figure it out
Gotta make it shake from the underground

Some pain fa me
Look at my face too -an guh ree
Nigga you fake
Can't hang wit me
Nigga you take
Can't break piece

Since a kid been a kid
20 now gotta

from the true crime TV show The Murder Master
Never heard of it
He solved between 20 and 200 murders, no one really knows for sure
Well, well, well

to burn¹⁴

Sat back studied myself and yeah I got more to learn¹⁵

I put all my faith in you girl and you left with no return¹⁶ 

Roll the wood feeling this

yeah
Check a box then I'll burn a bridge, yeah
Help the ones that don't want to live, yeah
I'm twenty five years old I'm still a kid, yeah
I will save

and ride
Come hop on a flight
Ubsaria tonight
(Yikes) Y'all gon' burn
Can't be me 'cause I'm quick to learn
My God see you got no concern
Blind is ye so

em use too be my dog 
You was in my left tittie 
Stayed down nigga 
Thought that you was riding wit me
Never thought you was a bitch 
You was by

don't sip beer, we get wock by the six pack
I'm in the Midwest, got shooters all in Chiraq, Touchin' top shelf bowls for 5-5, Crip Mac
When I leave, I'm

their son or you will burn in hell
They spread it in the school and lessons while the teachers yell
So all the people run to places where the preachers

M.O.V.E. – The Stash Gordon Story 

So by the rivers of Babylon, when we sat down yay & there we wept when we remembered Zion, when we remembered

Keep your bridge clean I look out and I see as they burn
Captain, oh captain, steer from the stern
See the storm clouds Member conversations when I

Young man walks in looking 20 dressing 80
To come see me play and I can't keep 'em waiting
Cause I don't know where to find genies in bottles
Take

a love that'll never burn out, love
You want them 20 second hugs
The ones that give a spark when your eyes waterpark with my arms wrapped
Noah's ark
Red

the grave let it burn in the morgue
Take it by the day I don't plan anymore
Let the peace be the sword to the beast that scorns
No blood no gore it ain't life

to what I've written
In 80 minutes you sit in class prepared for the worst
In an hour-twenty Nibo gets paid off of his words
I know you rap but don't act,

your mistakes and I raise you mine
Intolerance Police tow their heavy-handed line
Shatter my confidence by twenty pegs
Stories of my wrongs will have

and the hoes fuckin
Runnin' crib by myself cause the bros tuckin
Master cards ranked me up, now I'm pro punchin

Throwin' hooks at the site like I'm Mike Tyson

on an extended tropical vacation every winter
Sipping lean by the river when I was in my early 20's is how things used to be
I once loved it now I don't and I want

a 20oz steak
I was tryna be great
But they just want the money I make
Yeah they mention my name
But they ain't gone remember this face
Cuz I walk around