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to the depths of hades and try to crawl out back out
But get pushed back down by the same ones who pass our bills on tax refunds
And you wonder why no matter how

This Life

Nitty

It's Not a Game

2000

The dilsnick it will hit her ex pills
I can feel nigga best deals 
You can get the steal
If you ill I'm concealed with a
Technina millameter by my side
God

nose, Slime

Live by the code, Frostbite
Nigerian mafia mob ties
No ore ko text'e, Ncono keo mize
Keo tshwarise stress odrop'e le size
I'm by myself, I

God on my side he’ll be there when I’m struggling
Out of my mind they don’t know when I’m struggling
Ayy, they do not know how it feels yeah
Pain in my

Told me about this book you like
That shares its title with a song by The Smiths
I really like it too, but didn't tell as to not kiss up to you
God

for all this pain 
Out here Still thankin God for a new day 
Another 24 hours I cant live the same

Wasting time tryna kick it like you lu kang 
Call me

off but I can’t find a shuttle
11 years old waking up in the trap
Ain’t seen my dad, what’s good with that
One day he left and didn’t come back
Still

call me milk man
Been with the shits it’s just gods plan
Squashing the beef with the bars that I spit
Got off the phone, chief said this is it
This shit

way
Cause the bill been due my nigga it's time y'all pay
Look, for all the times they never mentioned me
Ain't sayin' i'm the best but ain't a nigga

Intro

Now you've been entertained by 
two greatest djays in the whole wide world 
The man call principal Charlie Chaplin and 
I man the colonel take

him
I don't want to lose him

She told herself

It's just one of those things
He didn't mean it
So I'll still stay and help him overcome that edge
I

Chilling playing pro, pass the pad my go, Got beat like a hoe, three nil oh no
Hush, chill, see the weed, bill, or keep still, express how I feel
Realer than

working hard
One day we seeing mills and you know shits barred 
Right now he getting by he barley paying bills
I stay up every night cause I get them

reap must eventually be sown

World peace is less likely than a fab four sequel
False ego from a nation solely run by the people
In god we trust we put

I could've been in the studio by now
So I gotta take a break from it but idk how
Who do I have to meet who do I have to defeat
In order to make my

thinking
I could care less about the cars and the boos
Only shallow boys still infatuated by boobs
I just wanna make my music maybe one day make the news
Pay

bills A cold shoulder I cried,
Cause instead of living life He rolled over and died
And it's still with me inside the first girl that I met took my

less
Cuz these streets will leave u heartless (AYE!!)

(Verse 1 : BabyEye Taylor)
I done been around the block I can show you many things
Get a dose

lie I went stupid I get ignant bout these racks 
Got 200 on my dash you in the past I won't look back 
How the fuck you paying all the bills and she

child, you haven’t been happy for a while
Staring at the stars, cursing at the gods
Still posted up on Cartier Boulevard
This pain is your own, get out

facts about this world
And hoping I can stack a few, too
This ain't about the bills though
If there's a God, they know I do it for the love
It's just

INTRO:

we have been accelerating the process that we thought that sure will make us better
but instead we’ve lost the ability to coexist killing our

of revolutionary books in my front seat
And a Novel by Zane but that's from this one freak
A rose still stuck in the concrete
A gun speak volumes it's loud it's

might
If I pull up with a whip so clean I can hear the slaves screaming
I break even on my last wheel
Matter of fact JC Kroupa still lives in Cashville