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aint got no place to live
Had some family try to get up in my goodies and the fifth
But a bitch done grown up idare you try to play me now
Got some

by the day
It's a slippery slope unless 
We have our say
Slash the champagne-budget 
Put their party on ice;
Stop treating lives like 
A roll

on that lick and long live my brudda Ace
Can't trust these niggas they fake
Gotta keep me a gun cause the city ain't safe
I know some shit that ah put me

I lost my brother felt like he was taken from me
We were separated 6 feet before 2020
We were laughing to the bank it wasn't funny money
Working

to my demise i live fast drink fast fuck
Fast life a lie through the eyes of the deprived where crime Pays 
And love is a waste of time where im from you

on the beach

Told my mom Id be rich by the time I'm twenty one

I just took a vaca and she aint take none 

Everything I said now its sounding dumb 

So if I

what we've come to be
Selfish sons of destiny
Come tomorrow I do believe my
own two feet are gonna be the death of me

Cause I'm sick and tired of being

yourself
So when you judge books even by the cover, you put you on the top shelf
Now I'm done talking, I'm walking, but the coals make my feet hot
Come so

to heaven
We're not born on this planet
Ruler of twelve houses
Sky I live in my true lady
Lipstick mascara bleeding
Down on earth circle flying
Diamond tear

creativity inspired me to rap. Then there's Alice. Mother to Jason her son. She didn't raise me to be dumb. Did it alone with one income. I bow at your feet

life, only rhyming over russ type beats til im dead, 

.me and logic complete opposites his dumb ass tryn
LIVE i'm tryn to fly the fuck up til my feet

wounds this
Gold watch the bandage
Is what is, me versus everybody
This is how the spartan live
True combat kings
Walk victorious by any means necessary

I'd do backflip in the air
And land on my feet
I'm like a horror movie myself
You can call me The Walking Dead
Blow up my body
I'ma still live

Taking shit you shouldn't care
Cats attack you anyways
Gotta live life day by day

All the homies far away
Antisocial like always
Real problem, like cold

the violence but go do something
Or will you pass by them like a nuisance
Or get up and get out and make new sons and daughters
Give Christ to the perps

side cause i'm kind
Pot heads a bad sign bad title
Girlfriend boyfriend end with end
Our souls are gold we live as two duo twin with a blunto
Wifey hold

life ?
Let me know if you you wanna talk"

Well, I`ve been around and put my feet back on the ground
"Had some hard times, lucky now they`re gone..."

per hour I run
And when stop it won't be soft
Never forget when my dad told me, He said son fight the world with me
He always would keep me on my feet

Without a Remington tucked or watching The Killing of America
After you done planning a family fun holiday, no ammo and guns
Daughters dead and the sons

walk with the Son
And He ain't by my side He in front of me
Call on His name when the devil confronting me
Sinner keep sinning but He keep on loving me

I was running from redemption
Heading towards my sentence
You know that feeling
When you know you need Hope
But you afraid of being labelled a joke

Yea, Yea, Yea
Skip to my Lou down Northeast 163rd Street, hot concrete never get cold feet
Some of my peeps don't even got a visa, they'll Frisk ya

D.U.I. 
Written by Ger Madden

Lights flash in the the rear view mirror
And I know exactly just what for
Seems tonight is not my lucky night
Even

at the feet of change
Alex and Eve, now 28 would feel their lives again displaced
As water breaks, as we watch Alex race
To the ER on 43rd
Where his wife lays