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never understand it
They closed off taking tabs, I was taking shit for granted 

My friend never said (I’ll give you a reason) he just did it, he would

attention to all my words and remember them because our words set their pants on fire


Here brave men are driven to drugs by politics to keep quiet

Because

stop lying
Get off your ass and see the mount and start climbing
Join Jehovah who blessed my rhyming
Were here to party now Rock your body now
Side

be rhetorical, you already know
Can't keep her hands to herself, now things are heatin' up
And all the same old feelings are creepin' up
Maybe it's my

hold on)
But the memories keep fading
It was all good before you came through
Can't deny i had a blast tried my best to leave all that shit in the past
I

by the interstate
And make your girl a trap queen
If she’s 17 to 38
I been snapping like the sound
From a new whip
I’ll snatch your lung out just

can't be deterred by a batty
I need substance in abundance
Not another girl on the tally
S'like I'm permanently aggy
Look you're a good person
That I

I wish I had better looks
Like what did I do
I’d pick less ugly more good
Then I’d be liked by all of you
But I hide my face behind books
Cause when

but still won't go back to my old girl
He selling that out the truck like he big worm
Your bitch choosing cause she know that you a big sherm
Feel like

stylist
And I never had to stress cuz
I know the money piling
Forged signature they can tell
By my handwriting
I think he a girl he got good handwriting

killing ever single song
Everywhere I go
Everywhere I go
I supply flows
I defy those standards of my foes
I could cut off your circulation
With a verse

girl's the only thing bringing light into my storm
Why the fuck is it so hard to figure shit out with they moms
Tryna spite me by some bitches, who cares

Sole Has Issues

Sole

Bottle of Humans

2000

the nighttime
Time is by my silhouette, tired of being a harbinger of bad news
Tired of paying rent, and I'm tired of paying dues
And I'm tired of being polite,

y'all all gon
Say my raps is hot
And clearly I showed y'all how to
Take away half the dots Your
Man Mickey keep running his mouth like
I won't grab

I'm a get my bum rushed
By some fucking faggots who just wanna pick on a fucking runt
Stand by homos till I pull out a fucking gun 
And then you'll run

cndre bro I'm sorry 
I know we on good terms now
But your family just sucks
Especially Leon bro

We love Steezy

Once in a blue moon (yeah)
That's

The injustice will not prevail
You hear me?
Feel me?
Felt me?
Help me!
Tell me, who do we run to when there’s no one by my side?
Tell me, where we supposed to go

in

Yo Tiga-Z
Yo man wake up
J-Snow
My old friend
The fuck you want Hash Browns
You replaced me
Left me to die by Tiga-Z's hand
Look man it was time

refused to trust the plans
Left me down bad with my heart inside my hands
But it's all good, take a look now
At where we both stand

Fucked up circumstances

framed
It's still my people in chains
Round the neck
Round the hands and feet
Y'all the squares cutting corners
How you infected me

With your plagues
With

fucked five hoes, that's a bad week
I don't wanna know, I'd rather be alone
Keep it to yourself, lil' baby girl, I gotta go
Nutted in your home girl face,

Unless your mouth keeps leaking, dick back in your socket
How does it feel, to know you wasted your whole lifetime
Living your whole lifetime, just

page
Hatin' through a screen, tryna see where I stay

I'll sell you a nick, out the with my cannon
I look good, my service outstanding
Can't beef with

to keep me on the side; on a shelf
While you dug up all your skeletons to see how they felt
While my soul was decomposing in the pain that you dealt
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