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staring at me?
When I'm covered by the blood just like a bear attacked me
I'd say get on my level, but that'd be unfair 'cuz actually you would have

the mobster unlike any other one
It's something proper independently and hung
He the watcher getting money by the ton
A show rocker getting lit with every one
I

throw cash on it
I fuck her so good, Skrrt crash on it
My dawg full of clips like he Big Pun
Grinding for the money man fuck fun
Indecisive flow for

looks like he would fuck a dog
Named Winston, but not Lady though cause she's a girl
Yuh, Yuh, Ay
So what if your voice is deeper than mine
And I'm older

shit was in 2012
Member that shit like it's yesterday
Used to have cd with that one song by that one nigga think it's flavor fav
Fuck
I don't even no

be as manufactured as it seems
By the machine

Golden gates, and blinding rays
Project the image of a pseudo king
Is it he behind the crushing sound

ain't stressing lack
Before I feel cursed by how all my blessings stacked
Met my match, left alone hoping we meet at the top
I thought you needed space,

I know we were meant to be
We were meant to be

When I said goodbye my apology was honest, regret, and pain
You told me not to worry
That it would all

can't even go outside
The virus still up in the air, It's feeling like do or die.
I'm struggling for inspiration and losing concentration.
I'm feeling

last
Before the future eats the past
Hand in hand and side by side
Growing up was their demise
He missed you

So take me back to where you lay
And take

As being gay, but I'm not gay baby
I'm just a Tomgirl ooh!

Maybe it's cuz I was raised
By a single mother
Mama taught me 'bout the movies
Mostly watching

would be made right

And with a flick of his deft wrist
He let the pictures go
And they floated upward
To where the warm storm blows
Through

rich you can get a Mrs see
Things just dey change day by day
Yesterday's price is not today's.
That's something fat Joe would say
Well let me break it

we afraid to fall for it
And you was wrong I cannot believe
I presented my traumas you said you would keep them discreet
Now you can't go back
Relive

a bat
My man's actin' the fool
Osama wouldn't last a minute on
The streets of Detroit
He'd get his ass sprayed up straight up
By me and my boys
Fuck those

on solid ground 
Never was temptated by the clout 
I make up words just to rhyme it out 

Even though we don't know 
How much it cost when I blind it out

The Price of Storms
The seer has foretold
That the day would come
When the Earth is swallowed by fire
And nothing remains

I really want to know now

I promise you would change in everything
But now I've had enough with you too cool
Usually bitten by the words you say

we made it!
You fly out your lady, I fly out my latest
Bitches can't front on the kid anymore
Man they know what my name is
And if by chance she don't

wrong bitch I got the gut feeling
Trippin on they trippies you would think that he tricking
I'm so fucking sick I need a heat pad and some chicken

The war on my mind is one I cannot fight
cnd I can't burn my draft card or escape in the night
Over the falls where violence stands tall
Would my

drunk to drive

Surely you were tempted 
Sippin’ on the juice 
Sought out by the serpent 
Swallowed down abuse
But your more than how he used you
I know

from
c blindside
I moved to this area with many hopes of a new 
Made connections that I thought to be true
But as fate would have it one day out the blue

On the mic I'm raw I'm rugged
I'm the type your boo can't stomach
I'm the type to talk shit to end up in shoot outs in public
Throwing hands Kurt