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made a nigga willful  

I was reincarnated by the Lin Kuei
Flow so cold... true spitten ...Ice sickles 

Real shit , True never been simp
Uh uh....ain't

Special place in my heart,
With the state of the art,
I’m giving praise to Allah. 

I’ll never turn my back to a coward,
Friends turn sour for the juice

keep my grip at all
If I wined up missing I don't think I'll be missed at all
Why you say that 'cause I'm dealing with this by myself
And everybody was

day or night

We treated it with care
And had a rightfull share
Of common feelings, love and warmth,
Of sorrow and despair

And it was beating

seemed like perfect timin'
But now, it's ruined for us
There's no room for us
There's no room for us (Ay)
Yeah, I loved you
But don't tell me that you love

Be the one to take my pain away
Be the one to take my pain away
Comfort me tell me that gonna stay, ayy
Lost love, lost trust you got emotions they

without an artist
A Hip-hop without a hip and a hop
Trying to bring hope to the young kids in the hood
Cause I was inspired by the art
That’s why my music

around since time created dinosaurs
Sat in crowds that got aroused by Diana Ross
In a space that only relates to Santa Claus
I'm like a myth but giving

Stalk my IG and Snapchat why me
You wanna see my messages like I been lying
When I been giving you everything that a girl want
And I been doing everything

dream of
I don't care if what I was getting
From you wasn't enough
'Cause you're a vital requirement
For me to live
I'm always giving you my love
And your

shit get dangerous in the streets
I know a couple niggas starving they won't eat again
And you can do it by yourself man you don't need a friend
Ya

I'm a victim of my actions by giving no thanks to Your Majesty
You covered my back since in napkins gave me the heart and the energy 
Made me the best

of the free and the home of the brave but I lift every voice and I sing
Haters gonna be real to me
Just because they can't deal with me
Tell me why they can't

better pick up the pace, hear my voice on the beat bet they treat me like Mase
How he gorgeous and gangsta still having his way
BDG M&M slime time closed

You hear
All those voices
That's me
That's me
Look
I'm not the best with the bars or the flow
But I'm tryna work it out so all the mussels can grow

, attention, ain't appreciate by them
You could say, that love may, be a ride for emotions
Nothin' much, nothin' clear, only ride for the motion

Let it bloom,

Multifamily feuds between the loving and the prejudice
Took your brother on days out and tried to help him get a job
Extend my hand to show love only for them

Life is too beautiful
To kill the innocent
All of us too blessed just
For a chance to live
Each moment we laugh
And fall in love
It makes it all

You should jump off the edge just do it!!
Another broken boy destroyed by what is influenced
Captivated by these bars songs giving the clues and
All

the sound of her voice, as I tear into that box, without it being moist

I used to know this bad bitch who liked to get down
Used to leave cum stains on your

kind
Mum you had a child by 20 but by 20 I'm only seeing
Superficial love so doubt I'm walking down the aisle

I'm at the intercom, yeah
I forgot my keys

That's How We're Livin'

The 7A3

Coolin' in Cali

1988

When the boys come together, we do the wild thing
Birds and bees, birds sing as the bees sting

Screams of passion, voice is goin' hoarse
Right in

cause he wore the same clothes I just can't wait until he meet me & my heater
She love my voice on these melody songs so of course she gon open it wide

hard for is another’s hobby 
Everybody don’t get to be somebody 
You can never give love without your whole body 
R.i.p to hearts in the kids bodies