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and oppressed
By the powers that be
How the hell can you even afford
A house that is cheap
If you miss only a paycheck
Then you're out on the street
Now who can

to the streets if a treeshy cross me 

I gotta live by the principles
I cannot worry bout peoples opinions, they miserable

I had a convo with god that was holy
He

when, mental is at peace
Then I started writing poems, so my thoughts was release
Never knew that all my pain, would actually keep me out the streets

While there's war in these streets
Giv'n Jehova trust
Dear Lord give me Peace!
Shout out to all my team out there
All my people in the world
For Good

be brave (hey grandma)

A two-story house on 41 Essex Street
A big house for you and Pop to start the family
Nine kids it seems kinda crazy
Not for you

found you in pain
Broken man
Waiting to be fixed by me
Waiting for my healing

Are you my dream man?
Your hair, long to make me touch it
Those eyes,

Mysogynistic deeds as the passages said
I break it down for my people that will do it instead
A brick red through your window in the back with pain

my boys with me
We on the up and up
This album gonna put us on the map
Say what's up to the top
I slept on the streets
And I starved
But with this

shit

Stomach gone eat, all I had was rehab
Hunger pains got me out, gun and stack of tear
How you feel your day one, pull some day two sucking shit
You

him want it all now
But sooner or later even body-guards’ll let their guards down
No need to worry man you’ll always get by. It’s just your people

pray to
God that I breathe everywhere I go
My ghetto is-my ghetto is pain
Everyday that I try-I pray to God to get by
Everywhere I go
My ghetto is-my

a glance
That's when they tell me many things
The pain, the suffering
So many things unsettling
The dim sparkles, from the dreams

Once of those better

me, I'm dodgy (nope)
Me and T in a dumb whip like Loddy (yeah)
Them man are rats and roaches like Oggy (racks)
My plug was a chick, I saved her

wrotes no joke 
I aint playing when I'm saying you better change your ways 
Lead astray by the game left you lost in a maze 
Power Play's not a faze still

of the mirror naked
Letting it all hang
Bearing my pain with no shame
Born in the struggle
Maintain with no strain
This a mind thing
Gotta think yourself
Out

snakes
Roll me one up and then turn up the bass
They made me a savage the streets just aint safe
My heart getting colder you niggas to fake
Asking me

this shit by any means
Headshots cuz these streets so ratchet like
Shake it, Shake it (Huh)
Spin babygirl, shake on my body and I'll teach you the basics

fall back.
Or I’m going to treat you like the southside, and kill your cat.
Beat your feet, blood spill the street.
If you real, you eat, if you fake,

road 
But it's codes within this shit
Take this knowledge out my mind 
cnd put some diamonds on my wrist 
May that reflection ease the pain 
Of all

of the street
The road blisters and boils everywhere is losing me I'm full of sorrow 
No speech

We forget the point in which we can return
I watch as the world

the booth
When i hop in this bitch then i’m going insane
They still got my bro, so much love for lil joe
Think about you at night and it put me in pain
He

scarecrows
Yours for the streets mine thinks of me when she heads home
Gucci for the kids they treat this shit like Pep clothes
Zoocci with the strings give

SAINSBURYS WORDS
CHASING SUCCESS
LEFT DADDY TASTING DIRT
MUMMY HATES ME
I NEVER HATED HER
(Show Her The Green Light)
TRIED TO TALK
LIKE I WASTED WORDS
TALES

ones had injured them so bad that they were racked with pain
However, I wasn't the only aspirant; my conscious therefore asked me to think again
Yet