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I've lost my way again
Smothered by my every fault
A forlorn thought persists
"Nothing mattered after all"
I thought You'd find me here
Your light

to dream and fall in your arms
It's all my fault nah it's all  yours but we don't say that part
Late nights at your crib we walk around and make out

out there,
You ain't showed me respect,
Girl you only active when it's late,
Girl you really spiteful with your ways,
Locked me in a chamber in maze,

"Don't try to play me, last night I was your baby"
"So what?"
"And now you wanna slay me"
"Heh
Well it's not your fault that you're very attractive

liquor
Street nigga experimenting with white Wicca
To the left path conjure a sign
Platinum pentagram and in the crime of kind
All my street niggas saying

by me when everything was all my fault
Stay with me babe there ain’t no mistakes
Remember all those nights we stayed out at the lake
I was there for

gonna spend my time this way

When I was 16
Michael and I
Got parts in West Side
At White Plains High
Three o'clock
Went to rehearse in the gym

U-Throw-1

Tec-9

Ready 4 War

the block
Well if I place the red dot that's where a nigga try'na hit ya and
If I place it up in your chest 
better believe it's gonna split ya and stand

your princess was a sight lovely to see
And that, good people, is why he got dolled up and dropped by
With sixty elephants, llamas galore
With his bears

night in the back of a black and white.
All I remember is the disappointment in your eyes.

You said, I can't live like this.
But I've never been the type

by the federales in plain clothes
I couldn't make the money last but I did make loads 
And I guess no one knows on these cold cold roads 
That I lost

the strong arm makes political commentary
Yet I feel that it's all in fun

In your nightmares rub around
Those gay white males line up at church
Drink their

up just like I'm blade 
Banana clip on me while im rocking bape 
Off white my belt you can tell by the tape

You ain't a shooter you ain't in the field

Looking at Face of The Faceless
I had my time in oasis
Water they called it but white was the bases 
Seeing the escape I had take it
Taken, took it

turn your wife yo into a miss 
There’s not too many rappers just like me
Matter of fact actually nobody like me
I might have my faults yall but I bet

the windows and ordered a beer
The preacher said maybe a bottle of wine
Would put some color back into your cheeks
While the landscaper cursed another dandelion

gone do the job
I remember days I thought bout pushing white ain't talking soft
I remember days that i complained but it was just my fault
I got tired

for an instant replay

Decisions Decisions
Right and Wrong- yеs and no
Enraptured in the danger
Reeling in the jeopardy
Seduced by the uncertainty

make me cum by how she speak
I'm like that lil bitch a freak
Kiss from her it me geek
And her sex appeal on peak
She make me cum by how she speak

White

started to learn
It's not always your fault when a bridge begins to burn
Look at me, equipped with confidence I need, I'm the man now
I know they're

was grimmer and darker, all was lost by their fault
She who lead was kind, he felt her touching care, engulfed in deeper thoughts, He was moved to start

White in colour, unstained by faults,
A perfect Buddha adorning your head,
you look upon beings with eyes of compassion.
Chenrezig (God

the White House
Children, seriously they must be stopped
Am I the only one who sees this?
Sir, your time is up

I'll be my savior
Crack a bottle cause I shall toast just as I slay ya
I don't bend to that big white ghost so save your prayers
Out here ridin these