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long spit that shit get well acquainted
Later on sending her home looking like an oil painting

Might throw a little tip but we never save'em
Jameson is

the city's far from home
Put it behind, turn round your mind and you will find, you'll smile Pretty Brown

Pretty Brown your a song that I can't keep from

gremlins tryna leave dead body's all around the city
I'm just tryna get it this bitch with me tryna make it home
Bitch we having bread but we ain't loafing

You know what... SHO's fucked,
Old news...
Get down, lay down,
stay down on the floor now,


Let down's head found buried by the shore now,
Forget

thinking it
I don't even want you to think
That I'm thinking
What you think I'm thinking
You ever seen something coming your way and you just
Try to avoid it

name to be known
To accomplish my dreams, to send money back home
I was raised by my momma, my daddy wasn’t there  
She taught me how to be strong, when

gunplay, it's a sad story, it had to be told. Oh, I'm bad with money. And I'm a gambler. I'm a rambler. I'm a long way from home. And uh, thank you. That

get it in. I get it in.

Once upon a time not long ago was a brother you would hardly know
with a heart of gold, from the city where the cartis glow

of my niggas is niked out

The way that I ball, I'm passing the ball
I give him a cross like Irving
I just want it all, I don't wanna fall 
I wanna get

of town
With no purpose, by yourself?

Sir, I’m tryna make it back home sir
My girl called me for help

Watch ya mouth
I didn’t say nothing
Just step out
I

all her own,
Told my baby sit on my face it's your thrown
I don't need the club as long as you at home

I'm takin' all my chances focussed on my come up

food when you take it home 

But I'm already hot - it won't take that long 

Julie-C and D. Mikey don't stand alone 

way be balance the balance ain't

by life design
Wake up in the morning, first thing that comes to mind.
I’m out until I’m home with my Queen,
It’s dinner time.

Whatchu do when you

home?

			I wrote this song 
			hoping that somehow the music might find its way to you.
			And all the words
			come straight from my heart.
			And, if

Missing my child's laughter, a father's empty chair
Haunted by whispers, a burden I couldn't bear
Fifteen years to life, a sentence etched in stone
Would I

strap on the dad hat 
Came a long from bein laughed at
I used to hate this place, but it made me great 
Forgot race cus we all in many ways relate
That

my confidence
Niggas want me to act like a nigga, I'm the opposite
Trying to figure out ways to balance out the conflict
Set on greatness and they

coming in
I can't help but think about my city
It's poor by the way
Lagos how far with Lagos on a Monday
Traffic is as bad as the news on the front page

Looking at 
All this rappers Iv been eating 
Even if I was 2 pac by now I would have pot belly

I’m a shot (short) caller 
It’s like I’m on the phone with

Crimson/Crimson II [Continued]

Edge of Sanity

When All Is Said

2007

in store
This infant so frail must not grow to be strong
The world was at risk if she waited too long
So veiled by the blackness of night she did creep

can't
You're controlled by your brand and
The sponsors say you're lucky 
Cuz millions have tried 
So stick to your shtick
Keep the viewers satisfied

understand a generation
Where no one is
Trying to be the bigger man in the

Land of the free, home of the snakes
Prone to get bitten whether you're
Alone

green
I gotta eat on the go Day
I hope they told you that everything that Soul say don't go a long way, what?
A ho in Chipotle, no
This is food for

chapters then, 
Straighten up your collar cause you about to celebrate a friend. 
Family do the worse sometimes I get nortious. 
No-one could believe the way