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Wake in the morning I'm finna do it again
Plot on some head and bread, and book momma a trip
I Gave the joint a hit while I'm hitting the gas
Early

think they're clever with their deep sleep plots
Bandwagoners are not G, please stop
Bet you try to grow a beard, like ZZ Top
Remember Leroy Wells? Well,

deep down, never rose
Longer than three days
Dying slowly alone
She was playing violin outside every day, every night
Till she couldn't lift her arms up

When the cops locked you for thieving
Talked large got you weaved in the plots seams 
Then dropped you off the deep end
Made you top of the streets but

BEAUTIFUL GHETTO

 By TUCK 88
Featuring: MR. CHENJERAI 
Additional vocals by: N'DEA, FATNICE & MING XIA

VERSE ONE: TUCK 88

Look, I was eleven when

in every household
Use to be down deep in depression my spirit was bound
How do we overcome this great oppression
Do em like Christ let em put on your

wit a cero
Pull up to yo city squad deep in a bad mood
Only got one arm but I'm still finna clap you
The plot armor can't save you boy
You came back

On the block or from the three
We gon' light 'em from deep
Raise the nation out they seats

Let me intervene Mempho
They ain't fucking with the team
Yes I was

it, they said we all got one Filling pages, There's no narrative where I look
If I dictate the plot and pacing this ain't got none

Novelty wore off

don't I?
I'm inspired by the glist' of the wrist
You'd do the same if you rich, don't lie
Sixty K for the bracelet
Spent over three million with

cry 
I rather get high to get by 
Fighting these demons when I close my eyes 
So sleep it ain't easy for me 
I rather stay up and plot on this cream 
I

take years
If I get buzz
Touch ears It's light speed I'm gone
I get on stay on Ride bullshit
I grab life by the horns
I can't afford to slip
If I fall I

I'll lace it with a fiddle, kid
Whittle it, til it's sculpted down to figures deep inside the middle
Until then, the vision, it'll need to stay hidden

like Ge-la-to.
Learned the game from my pops
Told me on the road to riches its some pot holes!
How that boy make it out?
Guess that shit is just a plot

thinking that's a fable
Frontlines I cut cables
Don't cry yet just breathe breathe
Trust me y'all gon feel these
Shots up curry with the 3 3's

Never had

and again
I killed again
I didn’t want to, but I did
By my hand, he did
How many will that be?
Currently two, possibly three
This constant repetition
It

stand by me (They stand by me)
Cause its only real niggas in my circle (Real niggas in my circle)
Hit up Ron for the cookie or the purple (Purple)
Three

1 time for my bitches
2 times for my guys
3 times for my 4 5
Gotta keep it by my side
6 deep when we ride
7 in the morning
Gotta get up and get

New bad bitch go to ODU
Roll a 3.5 in a fo’ deep coupe
And I took the top off it ain’t got no roof
And my new STZYWAV cost 3 times 2
And I always

Verbal Graffiti

Cormega

The True Meaning

2002

you
An army of angels with true love is there to guard you
Tell my dog Blue, I love him like a brother
The deep shit
Three bricks remain uncut
But

WE DEY FORCE
2X
We all Dey force
Yay3hye ruff
Obrayi nsem yi Dey make we be hot
We no Dey bore as we no dey pause
Obrayi nsem yi dey make we dey

accused
I leave ya funky
I put my trunk-y
Hair by a monkey
So what ya self cuz I'm down to act a donkey
In the N.O. town, jackers 3, 4 deep
Put ya sleep if

them
Judge a book by its cover I could read em
They start to plot on you even when you feed em
I can't get down on my knees cuz I'm knee deep
He said

don't think you seen it
Standing by mine, i'm river i'm phoenix
Secret, secret

Cyclops, nigga move on the plot
Psych ops, tryna fuck up my top
Mic's hot,