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I'm from the East of the Rand homeboy
Where George Bush and Hussein don't mean no stain homeboy
They wanna start wars with trick homeboy
Well it's

where you going
Step up to my spot
Yeah the love is showing, easy flowing
Ace the God
No one swinging at the heat she throwing
Look how she pop
Yeah she

me your suicidal 
Because your only giving into a rival
Like Ray Rockman said I’m not a Bible 
So I can’t save you so I’m in denial 

Stand up straight

dads
Even the ones living the full family dream
Cause I was grateful for what we had
Roof on our heads and shoes by our beds
I'm worried about all our

move slow, I'm the oppa to the slugs
You don't put me through a circuit, but the people call me plug

What you know about showin' love
Lovin' on a baby,

can hear pain in my voice when I speak
When I sit in traps, make 15 a week
Trap up north but I am from the east
This bitch act up get left for

dropping the top over east
Said I'm off the meter, I sip by the liter, you heard bout the talk in the streets
I pop out and eat her, and then I'm gon' beat

mouth I tell 'em catch up
I know it been hard for a minute keep my head up
Love a nigga with a deep voice its her favorite
Why the fuck you think she got

unconditionally
9 Years in, I don't deserve what you giving me
Like you get a victory by acting like a dick to me
Want me to see how it feels, I get the trickery

on a blunt
Fucking on a cunt
Park it out front
Shit, I’m about to stunt
On that west coast shit
We got that east side grit
You wanna make me spit and fuck your

gotta brag
When most of you people just want what I have
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
I've been hearing voices
They've been giving me bad choices
I dove in too

My greatest enemy my only company no tenancy
Other than raw thoughts and familiar voices that haunt me
Charming, we finally have our own space to tear

that
I might need to drink some tea
I'm losing my voice a little bit
Let's keep it going
My phone always on do not disturb, so don't be disturbing me
If

rapping 'til I'm empty
I'm twenty four, in twenty more I will still wreck beats
Influenced by the South and the East and West
Trying to get more collabs

the hate
I fucken feed of negativity
Admittedly I love the fucken pain
That you been giving me
A symphony of execration
Are like ravens circling
And I'm

you ain't bout that hip hop life, Then thats just suicide
Be careful cuz i'm bouta ignite yea Oh my

Im from the east side with no Spotlight
Every time

Of passage ways to rise
How it's meant to be, from inside
Realigned with my memory
Activation, natural energy
Earth people unite, to manifest with integrity
By

honest, though the beaten path behind us
How I'm 'posed to follow dreams while my dreams are being haunted?
By ghost of the past, I know it'll come to pass

episcopal
This is no, love song, a kiss under the mistletoe//
You know how this shit go, get the dough, then you get the hoes
My old bitches scold me, said

voices and silent nights
And empty pockets and civil rights
Cashing in of famous face, helpin' us to stay in place!
Keep the machine oiled to kill,

I love to lust instead of lusting for love, and fell compelled by this devil’s tail. It’s all or nothing when loving she moans, I think she bluffing.

something that I don't know bout?
A lil bit, you should know by now
I hate these mumbling motherfuckers who love the all the talking shit
They sounding real

A boy is born in hard time Mississippi
Surrounded by four walls that ain't so pretty
His parents give him love and affection
To keep him strong,

street he go take give pastor
And you the members dier s3 y3 de mo nyinaa ay3 duster
We never giving up on shit e fit to take forever
Cox you a shame if