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Wave while my joy started to fade
I sold my soul but it feels like I'm the one who paid
I walk to my house everyday but because of alcohol it was

broken contract with society?
You almost forgot because I got off topic (Word)
Nah I ain’t forget I’m just showing you how midget our attention span be
I’m

for a better life 
You and I with open minds
Live or die but by my side
We can walk the moon with pride
Lose your thoughts and put your hand in mine
We

mercy
You be working hard she giving me your pay
Women walk up to me it's nothing that girl say (Yeah)
Stick money on my shirt like it was my birthday

mercy
You be working hard she giving me your pay
Women walk up to me it's nothing that girl say (Yeah)
Stick money on my shirt like it was my birthday

as a day old bruised ego
Humbled by a heartache, or a loved one lost on the battlefield of the streets
As we stood there at Big Sur, her and I 
A tear formed

to regular programming)(fee-fi-fo-fee, ahh-ahh, ahh)

Come as a rich soul, but go as a rich man
That lived on earth, hoping, while pig land
If that's your

go by the code

And if you is opposite
I know you fold
Like clean clothes
You ain't 10 toes
Can't walk a mile in my custom soles
I don't trust lames
I

left off so I'll keep getting slept on by sleep-
ers I kept like sheep of a shepherd. So here we 
go with the weep wept creep crept sweep swept 
meet met

aye
So fuck it I let em off
I’ma be all on your ass by August they gone be like
Damn this bitch set it off
With the pencil in hand I’m a tiger with

with a heart murmur, surgery after the birth
Pre-mature, so I mature before many been paint the earth

Buy my block, fund some of my dreams, I start with

he walks but nobody will talk to em
This type of behavior is strange and off to him
On a search for bare necessities, food clothing and shelter
But

Sth. Mem.

Gangsta Blac

I Am da Gangsta

1998

and Fly can understand it
With mista nigga nizow, will jump clean off this bizness
Come on here Tony Bizone, lets Mae until we gizone
Bump earth up off it

Ride on a rhyme till my truth arise from the inside
Fly when your thoughts are aligned with your walk
I chalk losses then chalk bodies when thinking

need balance both to make the playoffs
So I pull down my shades and I turn to the streets
Walk around I feel the earth and the heat
The monogamy

all that I spit (Talk to 'em, come on)
The truth is we're gonna die by our own hand
Before the earth does it for us, killing us slow man
And I don't

the fuck you a killer, no dirt?
Shooter shoot like DaBaby, he Kirk
Give his family the blues like a Smurf
Used to trap off the phone by the church

ordered and my orders come straight from heaven

I been off the scene but I'm back y'all
Yeah, I still been working, man, check my stats y'all
Trying

We've been here before
Yeah you know how it goes
Everything I try
Knocked down by comatose, you
And now I'm on the ropes
Ain't got nowhere to go
But

that doesn't mean that you're going to do everything by yourself. How you bought the dive division
They'd even done yet. You can't die.

You act like you

Cry No More

Cross Movement

Pass The Mic: The Rise Of Christian Hip-Hop

the streets bullets won't fly no more

Won't feel no pain no more
Won't have to push, pull, won't have to strain no more

Won't have to walk lame no more

cop that gets to walk
Cause I simply deny it
I'm the one that made kids
Think that guns were cool (Cool, yeah)
Then popped 'em one by one as
They came

hard to find Most are blind
To feed the media
I want it done now fast like a cheetah
More will go wrong
When it's not voted for by the people
One by one

back like a center
Twenty-four carat piece to hide that I'm a born sinner
Seen some dudes turn to bitches just like Caitlyn Jenner
Eating food off my