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(Yeah)

(Verse 1)
I thought about quitting the rap game, pushing dreams to the side, 
I'm so over being me, this industry don't want I, 
Maybe I

is eternity,
Sits enthroned and brooding over his dark realm once more.
The last of my life's blood spills to the ice, (as star-wrought destiny is

Climbing

Blaze Ya Dead Homie

Colton Grundy

2004

Madrox)
Hand over hand we climb, play the beat, and we rhyme
See us on stage, throwing the fuck you sign
The game is like a chain link fence
So I'm scaling

the weak
Get stronger with the game
Pin it down for my kind
Our tribe found god just stay by my side winning

Eventually might get-you fired up like the sun

burn 
Thoughts taking over I'm getting concerned 
Lost in the shadows my mind is at battle 
I'm trying to channel but when will I learn
Passive

brother in this game but you still can coach me
Bro like Joey you have to pay for but I got for free
Know you struggle with some things that I may not know

prayer form
I'm alive and I'm well
How you feel
I can tell
I can share more
I can show less
Have a really good show
Minutes gone by and the memories glow

I got pictures in my thoughts that stay in solitary 
I play the cards I was dealt by myself like solitary
Just in case the one don’t workout I got

talk, can't speak, I'm a send tax
Like Fanum, boy, it's my plate
I let you niggas run your mouth like I'll wait
Shit change by the day like a child's hate

Chasing dreams ain’t always what it seems
No key to the city so we had to BNE
At 16 I was over at the DMV
Real ‘borough shit
Right off of Lawrence

with a
Long nose in a real life
Better do them legs
It's voodoo living and juju dippings
I just got NFA big guns, big blades
I ain't got time for a game

Outlaws

Joe Purdy

Canyon Joe

2007

And they camped out by the railroad bridge, 
And they made love all night,
Watched the sun come up over Mercury Ridge, 
From a hilltop outta sight.

thrown plenty of shit at me
A cat with endless lives
Haters actin like
No one beating mike
Like they never seen a young Bron
Stepping over his legacy
Oh

to go
Cause I've been out here on my own
I want to come home
Can You help me Lord
And I hear You say
Child you've been covered by grace
And you already

K World
Yeah
Back by popular demand
Play my role so well I got an Oscar in my hand
Pasta in the pan, I'm a monster with the jams
Just had a concert

u keep it up. 

I’m running the game how I beat it up. 

I came from the ground and I’m lookin up. 

I runnin this town and I’m cookin up. 

They

to be alive(alive)
Had me a dream
Dreams of foreigns i drive(skrrrrr)
Swerving through the lanes
With that check by my side(dat bag)
Vision stay blurred
I

child
Wish me and my brothers were closer
I wanna scream at her
Catch myself before I start to
And remember it takes 2 people to argue
All she do is

grind on regular basis
Til I meet my role model eye to eyes mama I made it
I go by O.D.P over dedicated poetry major
Ink going deep flooding never sleep,

on resurrection now

Come home

Would you like to play a game?
Let's weave our web of sorted lies
And could you ever be the same
Now that you have this by your side

being modest
To friends and family gone lets put up our lighters
Whatever happens destiny child must survive 
Though i feel like a stranger in my father's

Fountains of youth found inside a babies laugh
Many ladies ask  a real man his intentions
Raised by dads  that foretold of bull-shitters on the mission
Other

at the right time 
And I'm the judged by the ones with the stones casted 
I'm trippin' the light fantastic 
Somebody's looking over me
And comforts my sadness

Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in