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mind is my own 
Won't let you have it

Afraid to close my eyes 
Sleep takes me by surprise 
They do what they want to me so long as I'm asleep 
A Dream

sheep

That’s worry
Worry
Worry 
Worry worry worry
Worry
Worry 
Worry
Worry worry worry 

When I go to the doctor
And I know I’m getting a shot
I try

to have an all nighter
Some spot by the water
No line no bobber
But I'm reeling something in

The suns down, got her guns out
Shooting me a Wild West

more ! Get rich !
whatever the end for a selfishman !
The hell is all arround, "daddy's" on fire, run run be quiet, slaves it's my playground !

stands by my side,
To fight this battle called Life,
Never can I be ashamed.

Okay, let me intermix,
For I'm a heilophile, attracted to her light,
Which

a benz
When I went back home I stubbed my toe
I fell to the floor
Couldn't even close the door

Then I got robbed by a guy named bob
He stole my coat

used to trap by the old playground
Niggas be so fake now
I take your bitch on a whole date now
And nigga you going lay down
I really ride bout the whole

When I was a lad running around the playground, I'd make time
To sink to the ground and listen, to be kind
Now I'm a man and forfeit all

ain’t no rush to forever 
It’s not just “Whatever”
You wanna dance by the beach
My heart you want to bewitch
To you I beseech
Leave me alone please
Don’t

me like we playing chess
I need shawty with the D cups, put a playground on her chest
Heard a Pusha wanna test, I grab the Drake I'm like "What's

trouble
Fear is a greater motivator than love
Fast forward decades and I'm back in the playground, now waiting for my son
The perfect microcosm

life
Cheap booze
Dirt tracks and bad weed
I'm missing my crew
Does the Russian blue
Patrol
Those grey streets of tin foil
Smokey like the bandit
He's

others play, while I'm left behind
Invisible to them, like I'm out of time

Strangers' eyes pass by, like ships in the night
Lost in a sea of faces, trying

need get a lick back
I'm the A B SIDE
Catch me out JC sipping at ring side
Please don't run on me I may let that thing fly
Too grown for the playground I

We nah kill people by random
Make you disappear and still kill off your phantom
St Martin me from a no st cnne
Real bad man place a no playground
No

of a relationship that remained in fear,
It destroyed my childhood.
I may not be the perfect guy as time goes by,
but everything I saw I promised not to repeat.

I

to the park
Watch the Robin and the lark
While they're cleaning up their nest
With very little time to rest

I can walk down by the stream
Lay down on the grass

stealing store goods
Jumping anybody that stood up to these bullies Drive-bys with semi-automatics and fullies
With gang initiations, killings and rapings

eating me alive
Your toxin
Is flowing
Paralyzed my conscience slips away
The cobweb
You've woven
A playground for the huntress and its prey

You play

she can tell anybody Anybody just make sure that you mean it

Yea
I want them 0’s by the K like a frat
My bitch a brat
Can’t trust these niggas with

check the score, I'm the one they gotta chase
Still the one they underrate, though I never felt the way
Gettin' messages from fans, type of shit that make

drawing me closer, me closer
(Drawn in by your form, captivated real tight)
With each step and motion
You're the song, I'm the poet
In your orbit, I find,

Hits the Head

MC Serch

Return of the Product

1992

sprayed by the kids who survived
the playground, of the steel
Who used a fat and funky, as a sort of shiv
Deal to the crew that rolls in batallions
If water

dangerous out here cuz
You know what I'm saying
You lose yo life here rather it's to the system or by the barrel of the gun
You feel me
You gotta watch these