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the ice by giving 'em handkerchiefs 'cause that's the only time they gon' blow 
I got anger, perceptions are distorted due to addiction 
I've been kinda

Eʋe vi
Sometimes my mind
Dey take me through
Memory lane
And it really gets to me but
This is a story I have to tell
Roar On 'Em

These scars no be

My Strategy

Mr. Shadow

Boxset

2009

happen to y'all?
If I get my boys to sit you line you up on the wall
Calico bloody, inhuman if my ambitions are played
Tag with ammunition on my padre your

Niggas turned on in the game
Leavin' 'em dead
I play by the rules, niggas is playin' chess
With the same mindset
I'm livin' with no regrets
I found out

Groupie bitches on your gram tell em get in line
Lil trick made you buss quick took you by surprise huh

Your body na fire oh (Oshey)
Beremole mo ke ah

why, some shit just don’t feel alright
She was wearing all white, I was rocking Off Whites
There ain’t no turning back
No, aye

They tell that you’re

take it out of park (yeah)
I'm finna put that boy to bed, that nigga dead (dead)

Timing is money (money) 
My money abundant (abundant)
I'm in Miami

it is
Let me show you what you missed
Hey, hey, Ashby, remember me?
I am that boy you used to toy
If you can live with what you did
Then both of us are

on a papa chase 
Leavin em laced got moves to make
Im staying high like fly for life
Cant get by just to maintain

callin'
Can't nobody sign me and I, and I
And I know ANTIFA tryna' find me
Tell 'em that I got that 45
I ain't talkin' Don T (Believe me) , ayy
Everybody

the bizz
I'm a be straight out and tell em how it is
In the street is where it goes
Walking down that dirty road
From my head down to my toes
They say I'm

have the power to tell me who I really am
Oh man, I been saved by the blood of the lamb
I do what I want, make my demons scram
I'm nerdy kid, but I'm

I swear it ain't nun you can tell us
Had to cut 'em all off, gotta Check lift
We don't ever hang around new niggas (new niggas)
And most of y'all

Yeah
I'm 23, but I still bring 'em to you
I flipped the sample out the drums then I give 'em the truth
The same me, motherfucker -- don't you get it

you spit but don't cap
I made another dollar just by writing this verse
I know you playing the blame game, I'm bringing my name fame, you lame
'Cause

well, let me name a few
Was runnin' with the wrong crowd, young, dumb, mad loud
Time passed me by when I was sittin' on that green mile
Fightin'

that circle Piazza Saffi that the bodies of <em>La Banda Corbariem> were hung, a group of partisans executed after being captured by Nazis

And i'm going to give it to em
Even if it means I gotta become a Fuck boy or flunky so
Get on the ground
Don't make a sound
I don't wanna have to let off

shit (no otha) 
MC's come close to this (the ultimate)

Verse (Fatlip)
I'm an independent MC, veteran rapper 
Listen to me when I tell ya, boy I know

I'm livin' my life right when givin' the mic life
Take 'em on trip like an addict gettin' a hit
I make the poor feel rich, gettin' a twitch
Like a rap

in Arizona golden sun it keep me tan
My heart it grew remember it was smaller than a piece of sand
I love all of my family on my mama side
I told em I

down beat
trynna make it outta the rain
i gotta soar
speaking from the heart, feeling no remorse
give my people a message and tell 'em i'm a million

know what this is)
I proceed with super calculating
My situation I'm changing 
Tell Sammy boy that I'm leaving
(And taking my biz)
I travel the world,

THE SKY
IF YOU'RE PILOT DON'T TRY TO FLY BY IT
WARN ALL THE NEIGHBORS WE AIN'T GON' KEEP QUIET
FLEXIN ON EM KEEP IT LIT TILL THE MORNIN
FIRE IT UP AND MAKE