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biting the style
Turn the level up and I ain't even touching the dial
This is just the start I'm sill unzipping the file
Yeah I know I'm emotional no I'm

you this time as a lesson
I got a feeling she might be the one, but hold up I need a confession

Tell me the truth If I really gave you my heart, would

niggas rich up in the Jects, nigga
Real life, tell me what that struggle feel like
Street so cold, popsicles don't wanna feel ice
Street so cold, nigga,

i'm sick of this life I see
It has to be my family who lift me off the floor
Make sense of all the madness in a world full of money
Full of tears

i had a din
Please don't pretend
We can't cry cus they switched the bin
Nigga we men
Trials
Tribulations
Vices
Everything that come with this life

Remain seated
When I'm up on that stage
The sky is the limit but you had me in a cage
It's too late when you read this and I ain't talking no drake
All you

love to swtich up,
Magic on the mic I cause a witch hunt,
Seamstress the way I leave beats stitched up,
Called dark side, told him to light this bitch

this)

When I'm sad and alone
Traveller kid ain't had a home
Lost thoughts in my dome
See how far I can roam (how far)

Where the fukk were you
 When I

my way
Yes, it's July thirty-first and I'm 'bout to wrap this song up -- it's a pretty long one, yeah
Heh, I'm sorry I had to detox
So, pardon me while

bye to their passion cause they had to get by
Past her prime old lady sweeping floors no retirement 
Can tell her face tired late night the place quiet

Rip to my lil nigguh poppy

Yeauh we the main hitttas in this bitch ! 
Coming live out the projects!
Lil nigguhs love robbing trap nigguhs 
Smack

I, me, and myself, I ain't preaching to nobody else

Had to change the sight of my perspective, I did it by myself, bitch, with nobody's self-heal
This

of black men) You gotta stand up for some or we'll fall for nothing 
(Youn know youn know)
The voice of the streets 3real

Youn know how it feel to watch

I don't like your stance on me
I take pride in me
From head to toe
My skin to soul
I've had the biggest goals
No one knows
I don't let people in

(wassup)
From putting my name on the map
Y’all playing catch up from months ago
And I ain’t drop any tracks

Patty gon run this shit back
Swishing Merlot in

leaping forward
And you're why I'm again suicidal and on the brink of going
Writing lyrics to you in blood from this cut, you see me flowing
See we had

M.I.T LYRICS
WRITTEN BY SIPHO BcNDc
PERFORMED BY RcS KINKY

Yo ch mi she red gold and green every where in this time enuh,
ch we just keep focus pan

words 
Me and Don Show the hardest of the working
Off White make me look like a ref
These hoes got me looking like Heff
Get this shit by myself swear I

Of what we had 
Now it's just different pass
  
Can't fix the present
Corrupt my future
For me and you
Now i felt what I done
By hurting you

Who said

and a pale face
my mind came with a failsafe
if shit got picked up by my brain waves 
I loaded and always aimed straight

everything I did was to stay sane

Yeah
Jah
(Swank made this shit?)
I hit my nigga swank up. Told him I need some beats
And he said what you thinking?
I told him I need some heat

continue to make that two bucks change
'Cause I had to make those lames change so I could play in the game
By Dig Dugging their resting places in the dirt

Why we do this here,
Why we do what we do,
Why we got to look better,
why we got things to prove,
I mean props to the people,
for the shit they go

On My Way Out

Big Syke

Be Yo Self

1996

to die, why ask why?
I need fortification in this situation passing by
Cryin' inside as I get high, as I ride
Through the Southside wonderin' when I'm gon'