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of the phrase paid dues 
And if you wanna emcee, you better study the craft 
Or you might get cut up and laughed at by some guys that kinda hate you 
Now I ain't

talking, but the people go ahead trying to riot
My music gotta buy it
Like 2 Chainz start a riot
Or maybe I'll supply it
I got the plug for this lyrical jug,

a grown man now
Relearning learning that each level of life has a new fucking door
And by my own accord, I'm chasing the money
I saw the fam again, flooding

I know you're by yourself
I know there's a love for us
For all our accomplishments
This is beyond our sin
I do not want this shit
I was lost boy,

tampons
Into my ears, just only not to
Hear all these wack-ass albums, brought to
The industry by ‘em dumb skinny and tattooed
Freaks, their raps -

Memories pile up like a driveway blown in by the snow
As the soft glowing embers of longing ignite
The universe shrinks as we kiss
Two lonely dreamers who

I think about what else I can do for us like each day
Complacent ain't in my language, hey
I'm only up (don't look down)
I'm fucking up (you humble

Virginia

Clipse

Lord Willin'

2002

to limpin'
Since I love the feel, I guess I'm passionately pimpin'
It 'tis what it seems
That thing imprintin' through the seams of my jeans, by all means

FROM THE LUCAN WOLF ALBUM - VAMPIRE NIGHTS
Copyright 2004 Lyrics and Music by Lucan Wolf

Eternity

Never turn away
When I need a touch of grace

FROM THE LUCAN WOLF ALBUM - VAMPIRE NIGHTS
Copyright 2004 Lyrics and Music by Lucan Wolf

Dark Passion

In the dark your body against mine
Bloodlust

me to stop
Music at the top notch, set time on the stop watch
For me this easy like hopscotch
Cookin' like it's in the crockpot
Each day doing a lot,

don't see in you now
I know it's looking impossible, but you'll make momma proud
You gon' drop an album, get some fans and get a couple crowds
Everybody

It's crazy how these nigga's killing each other
Going at each other beefing
Yall nigga's spose to be millionaires I mean
The fuck yall even start

my albums man that's insane
Came back to the game with no expectations
Now my music heard on numerous stations
And I apologize to keep y'all waiting
I

though they out of my reach
My battles increased, I'm doubting my team
Each album release I'm drowning in grief
Counting hours I spent
Writing every night

see them side by side
Like the ones where I sing wrong in songs that no one will find
That no one will hear
Just you and the fam
No album next year
No

This ones for me
Hey
And this ones for you
This ones for you 
And this ones for me

Be successful by 25 or forever close your eyes
We all loosing sight

and more
By social media

And then there was the music business
My business of music
Which had never made any money for me
Even though I'd been signed

FROM THE LUCAN WOLF ALBUM - NIGHT WORLD
Words and Music by Lucan Wolf Copyright 2003

Along The Edge Of Time

Come now my Dark Love
And dance with me

dying try to save myself 
Pushed it down to be a workaholic 
But the music's lame outside of album
I bite my flows from all my favorite artists 
I'm well

the music's blues brother
I said it once up on this album, I'ma call it back
If you need us, than hit us, yo we gon' honor that
Ain't about an autograph

put their hearts out
To whatever the fuck they do, day in, day out 
You gotta keep going
Don't stop
This is my, motherfucking album
Take a listen

My

Jackson music was the greatest
Homie wore the glove like Gary Payton
Look at all the buzz thats recreated
Love you, when you're gone you become hated
Lately

that I ain't tryna fake
Quiet ass fans be the loudest when it's time to hate
When it's time to ride; nothin but empty promise by my side
All these albums