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the things that you do
It's like you actually naughty in the bedroom and polite at the party
Might as well call me sorry for judging a chic by her tits
It's

be the best of the best ain’t no besting us
Hard to impress, but I’ll show you the best of love 
You don’t play the part but you sure do like dressing

Open up to feed the soul
And I am liberated
When you let it out
Do anything creative
Stop caring bout what they think
That's how you know you made it
No

is I got hypnotized by the money, like it came with a ventriloquist
Kit
Drunk as a skunk and high as a bitch
I don't get high with da bitch I just lie

Lord kay be on chill I promised we was gone ball
For my sake or his sake I swear we gone take a soul
You niggas depend on guns,I swear we don't need

door
And walked in they house with dirty shoes while they was mopping the floor
I mean, it don't stop, I keep it coming, I'm freaking it
I'm thinking

by the wall!
You got lots have Potential!
You decide to choose a
Wrong judgement to live a life
Wearing orange stripes like beehives?
Come on man!
You

Pinewood apartments

This murder shit run through my bloodline

My Detroit family passed some demons to my soul I can’t escape


Verse 1

Somethin’ bout this

don't got a regular soul
These niggas rapping bout a life that they ain live man that shit getting old
I'm cooking up i turned the stu to a stove
You

hard
Lack a soul
For the ride up
Like I don't know what bereavements are
Tactical
When I'm mic'd up
Cause they won't always leave me apart
Rabbit hole

Tap into the things unseen put divine in motion
And when divine in motion
I don’t never know what’s going on 
But I’m shol’ with it
My soul get it so I

cooking it up with the gang
Chefs with the pot when we make that
We taking off might wanna get out the lane
Like James Brown Issa payback
Don't tell me

swole cause my brother she hold

Slip deeper in whole

Left by my real soul,

As it moves from my body,

I wish I could go,

But I gotta hold on, until my

up on my mental
They promised me they'd never change

If you capping in my gang you better check yo self
Don't stop capping now fuck boy you lied yo

their mind
For a spin
And I need you to stop and think
degeneracy passes by every time that you blink
This isn't conspiracy
Cos we are on the brink

your goddamn self, bitch

You know what the fuck it is
They weren't with me when I was with them
They was trying to go against me
I'm surrounded by

made it out kept his safe in my closet
Satan throw hurdles one by one I hop it
The Lord gimme signals no way he can stop it
No curses I block em
If

Dear Slim

KJ-52

KJ-52

2011

[Verse I]
Dear Slim, I never wrote you or been calling
My name ain't Stan son nah we've never met and
My name's KJ let me begin by introducing now

you don't know how to stop it
Difficult as it is
All your friends can do is watch it
As you slowly self-destruct with nothing more
To lose but love

I'm always, by my lonesome
I'm always, in the breeze
I don't think I can get caught in them opp situations
I don't hang around these niggas
I ain't

a path to find but
Blind by my own dirt
I'm down to earth but let's work
I don't like to kick it
I encourage you to take in all
This game that you were

be ain't nobody gonna stop me
Surrender our sovereignty and power if we haven't got that then we're not free
We get played like monopoly, we don't live

someone else
I don't want that and I, I want you laid in my bed tonight
I want my head in between your thighs
Wanna massage you like every night tell me

something there to stop us
It's starting to show that it's the darkest before the dawn an'
Before you know, it'll all be gone an' then
Don't worry, relax