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proud of me
Of me

My son I'm proud of you You did everything right
You don't need me to come and tell you that you're doing fine
So go and live your life

our fathers and slaughtering them all over the world
But it’s time that we spoke
Either you want us to live, or you don’t
Even so, there’s potential for

the pill carry
Carry hits till your buried
Mother Mary said they make you think this world is scary

Long from the thought of pain aged by days it only takes

that I'm always craving
I can't wait to get back
I'm on my way
I talk to god
Said son wake up
It's a lesson learned
You drink to much
Comb your hair

King Skie
Baltimore City Product
You already know How I'm rocking
God Forgive Me for jacking this beat
Ya digg
Skieeeeeee
I'm still dragging like I

us
They're closing schools
We live and love
We're changing rules
Glimpses refined by Divinity's design
Senses sublime 'stead of empty and resigned

back it's the replay,

I never knew the power that I had
And honestly I live behind the shadow of my past
Concerned of stepping out cause I don't want

got off my ass
Got on grind and they both came
Now I just want to nev
To never tell my son though
Cuz' I would do anything for lil' Khalil
Lord know

not with you by the end of the night
I know I'll fall apart, try as I might
In the dark you're my light
Clean me up, I'm alive
And life is worth living

live
Play the hand I’m dealt ... strong persona but they social weird
My money longer than anacondas ... I can remind ya
Massage on the sprinter relax

Yeah, ayo man, what up to my Wisemen God

Check the mode of the scene,
Blow smelly skunk, chicken wings
Meat hooks hellified rhyme
My shit basic

besotted
So how could one pray to and praise a god
Infinite life live in this universe
Space is godless
Lost in space and its constolations
We've got it made

Dark liquor, you still live in that pain 
That's my name but please don't say it in vein 
I'm tryna show them that it's who I became 
Not the one who

that You are true
That You are the son of God and making all things new
The slap on the back of my hand when I dream things will accrue
Stick with You

you’re in.
It makes no dif’rence, far as peaceful living goes;
You keep me calm and that’s a total win.
You’ve got opinions on the way most humans live;
We

take me back damn
Like how the fuck I'm supposed to live like that damn
Like I ain't perfect but I know I'm worth it
And you can't tell me you don't

in
Any results of speeches
Ain't your fault my speaking
Simply God like 
Baltimore baby Compton
Get it how I'm living see I'm running til they Kill me

to admit I seen the signs
I'm in debt with the reaper it's time to pay the fines

To many times on my life I been victimized
God help me I got demons that

I don't like space just
Give me a small room
I don't want a mansion
Just a bed and a view
Live out of a backpack
Back to my roots
That's why I don't

of my back pocket started to
Feel a void, oh my God
Credit cards, souvenirs, social security, and 80 dollars cash
Looking like a maniac
Backtrace, not

My God's drunk, I said
Stumbled through this life and all I wanted was some (happiness)
But I'ma make due
Innate truths
Behind a wall of misery

Yeah, walking through valleys
How many lost count of my tallies
Tryna give praise to the Son, but I cannot see him while stuck in the alleys
Maybe I

Now I be rocking Gucci/Dior

Now my Ice dripping down to the floor

And my whole family all live up by the shore

This passion for music come from

down on her knees
Worshipping me while i pour her my holy oil
I was born for this bruv!
Call me the son of the soil
Skinny but she call me daddy because