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cold though
Brown mistaken for Black by White
I'm just brown, that's black & white
Combined
Racist, nah I just see colours in this bitch
I outpace

win with the team
Out here tryna make pounds and P's
So by any means
Success is the key
Really facing my demons and fiends
Hitting my bop like Unknown

Amscot
She's for the streets, she a big thot
They tryna catch me but I won't stop
Heart cold like zero degrees
Thug it out til I get what I need
Was

change clothes
Said its a different world Doctor Strange or Dewayne both
Told him I was hitting south by he like dang
If I would have stuck with you I'd

turning black
Spiraling out of control so dizzy I should quit
My heart is so damn cold and I'm so done with it

I'll keep making tracks until I'm over this

when they sword-fought weightless in the bamboo
with a purity of heart that transcends gravity
leaping off the mountain into ambiguity
falling slow

Colt you get on tracks and show your heart cold
I don't see no ending to it like a black hole
I pull up tardy to the party then I black folks
Spilling

wake up fine and dandy
But then by the time I find it handy
To rip my heart apart and start
Planning my crash landing
I go up, up, up, up, up

the times right
My life flies by thats that
I try to write a new track then I scrap that
Plus I couldnt give a fuck if the word stops spinning
When it drops

to share it with all of you
And clear the air a little bit
Say it all from my point of view
I haven't seen you in a while
All the dust has been settled now

comatose
Deep in my soul I feel so alone
When I’m at home I don’t feel at home
I speak my truth you just hear the song
Young black kid with a heart of gold

know it's where I Started
Let'em know where I started yea
Pop the trunk when they running yea
Yea we started out humming yea
Now I go tracks by

neglected
Since the date of birth respect the turf
Like we're veterans replacin' dirt
I burn tracks like in NASCAR collisions
These rap stars are pigeons
With

Wanna Rock & Roll

Cross Canadian Ragweed

Soul Gravy

2004

Last night I went down to the railroad tracks
To watch that train roll by
99 cars screaming into the dark
I heard the lonesome whistle cry
With

uncontrollably tumbling down my cheeks
For it had been almost two years since another had so completely held me by the heart
Anxiety called her directly by her

strapping coke with some Black
Then slamming them both
Imagine a cold apartment
Where the roaches roam
And bitches bounce
Where the lonely go
Where I was

Crushing weight up on my shoulders
But no hate in my heart
So I'm dropping
Back to back to back to back
Then drippin' the fit on black and black
A hint

cold, black heart
Starts pumpin' endorphins
Every time i leave a bomb
In a bus full of orphans (yay)
With the doors sealed shut brakes cut
And it's racing

frozone
With my middle finger up, sipping Brew like stone cold
A man of many names with a face Your bitch know
Call me T Flame or don Timi, from The Nile

The Real Deal

Lifer's Group

Lifer's Group

1990

pride, and couldn't run and hide
To be horrified, can you even visualize
Locked and stocked, no boots to knock
With every female cop cold sweatin' my

,Linger near linger near don’t you never dare to disappear/ wanting nothing with all your heart /stop the stream when the world Honeydissolved, /everything

look like Link
-
Cold world, I need skates , i can't slip on rink
I came up outta the red clay , Erik the black, snakes in my scalp, not my circle, I get

sleep once I'm back on my feet demons come by surprise
Woke up in a cold, like my heart had just froze, and I itch for the smoke in the back of my mind
I

With a bloody corpse
Jacket  on the floor black hole
With the sign on
You'll be sorry every hater that be talking
'bout me come and get it
Go and take