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of nurturing our differences we told to stick to business 
Of tradition, block a vision, lock a new world away
But hey, ain't you full of contradictions now?

spine stabbing
Not one of mine is lacking
Yeah
I'm one of them ones
Tryna lead by example I ain't get one of them guns
I'm leading the kids
So they don't

it's madden 
Try me 
Im closing yo casket
I try to be chill
But they want to see me go savage 
I'll rather count up the cabitch 

They think that it's

ya, if you change up
Won't ever be the same, but don't throw it all away
Do what you gotta do to get by, yeah, yeah
Yeah, when you go ghost on me I'll

on your top
They wet him up like a mop
They set him up he got got 
They hit him up he got shot
If I ain't up in the studio 
Then you know I'm on the Block

We Will Survive

3rd Coast Dynasty

The Arrival

2002

You in God's hands now, keep a place for me kid
Ain't nothing changed, still "Party and Bullshit"
We used to +Fuck R&B Bitches+ and see who rhyme

Shut Up, Man

Das Racist

Relax

2011

a tan man
It's Himanshu, who could it be
In that red Budweiser hat, who but me?
White dad swag, my seeds change the world
Don't have kids, you're not

on the kid but their talking means nothing
Their actions mean nothing they bad at charades my
Pockets on fat your pockets on diet
Got bands in real life
You be

something divine would let me live to see.
A man like Obama come to be,
Don’t get it twisted my nigga we still ain’t free.
You wonder why he’s big to all

something divine would let me live to see.
A man like Obama come to be,
Don’t get it twisted my n!@$# we still ain’t free.
You wonder why he’s big to all

to the spot, a line round the block
All of the kids tryna peep what I got
Grinded and grinded and grinded
This watch didn't come from me punching no clock
I done

And a lotta people go
Afflicted by what I'm spittin'
Boi ya worse than a eoh
And you already know
I be droppin' this G 
Shit for real I make hits
Really I

And a lotta people go
Afflicted by what I'm spittin'
Boi ya worse than a eoh
And you already know
I be droppin' this G 
Shit for real I make hits
Really I

And a lotta people go
Afflicted by what I'm spittin'
Boi ya worse than a eoh
And you already know
I be droppin' this G 
Shit for real I make hits
Really I

tryna buy a Benz
OTS a gang I ain't fucking with no other friends
Bitch I'll block your new account cuz ion make amends
Fuck with OTS we gonna run a fade

Swallow the Sun

Backseat Goodbye

Dressed Up Like Dreams

how and where
More times than I care to remember
I've got 7 days 'til a new week comes
And 24 hours to convince myself I'm real
'Cause today I'm not

the mistakes, Ain't just falling
My old life is screwed, New life too, I'm feeling like a kid again
Sacrifice it all, the money, time, and energy, I'm

a brisket
If this shit a competition i guarantee i'll be da richest

Them life lessons as a kid ian feel til i got older
The streets don't love you back I

And I can name a dozen opps that still be in hiding
Take a trip to Cali in a jet I don't like driving
I'll pull the second amendment out
I don't like

I'm picking you off
Ill be ya shield bring ya meals so why would you cross
Keep it real was the deal I'm taking a loss
If it's up about some pressure

medullas
'Cause I said so my nigga, you screwed up
Make him big till he pop like Rasputia
Kid Cudi games at night, I build forts (What)
By daytime, it has

we grown now (Yea) 
Wanna be rich, 
we gon get it somehow 
40 I'm on now, 
I wish you would come home now (Yea)

He still had a case, 
and he say he

(shit)
Bravetainment
You know that shit is my call
Let that shit echo like new rooms and drywall
I'm like night crawl
I'll disappear like Undertaker does

tired
But bars come off the mind
Like im yodas kind
May the force be with you

Pen in a holster
An authors pistol
The bullets kiss you
While you bleeding