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you every inch of me, 
saying all lives matter I see that you lacking empathy, 
kill the bias, 
y'all claim the country's united but it's contradicting

Make the boombaclot clap, get out the trap, it’s a trap
Heavily influenced by drugs and corrupting the youth
Only afew heads still fight for hip hops

time
Mek sure mi belly full
Inna mi pocket couple coin
When mada gi mi bun
Granmada deh by my side
Dry yu eyes
Run guh tek a sweetie from pun di side

ya throat
And it’s making you choke
Coughing up blood
They don’t show me luv
By lonely and I move with a grudge
Chasing this paper
My pockets was sus

thirteen cents a day
Of money that goes to minutes of hearing
Them weep through words, the weight, inside
That's never touched by close sunshine
The dream

to slappin harder
Not by your favorite rapper, producer, not even Shawn Carter
Has touched it. Though many have tried
And it bangs, as long as you are alive

understand why you act like that
Beware lock your doors tuck your chainz proceed with caution

It ain't safe. keep the fifth by the Bible
It's a home

the blood is thicker than phlegm
And if Hizzy get touched the shotty gone buss like bitch of a Xan
Target on his back, if a nigga act up, he'll get rushed

Yea, Yea
What the Fuh, Loo Look
Yeah

It's a movie when I touch stone, the plug's home
Moving product in a drug zone, don't get touched on
Check

sitting in that hall by the kitchen
Rocket up that second flight, I'm a man on a mission
Her door open, seen my sister in the fetal position
Now nothing was

me so in exchange
I try to live right by His well
Boy these devils be testing me
Can't let them get the best of me
They know I got the recipe
God be

High guy but I ain’t blazing
Look at my girl, she amazing
Coming live from the basement
Don’t get hit with this rage
No perfect picture, I split frames
I

because I go to school
I guess I’m not really black cause I don’t own a tool
I guess I’m not really black
Because I never dealt crack
And I don’t live by

fear none i live by that code
617 is what really turned me cold
GSF parked up stanced wit sum chrome

I'm the main event every time i have a show
Shawty

Case of You [The Voice Performance]

James Wolpert

A Case of You

2013

would still be on my feet.

I am a lonely painter
I live in a box of paints.
I'm frightened by the devil
And I'm drawn to those ones that ain't afraid.

I

(Because if America wanted to do something about it,
What has been going on we could’ve stopped by now)


Stuck in a mental mindset 
Where niggas

a pity
All this dark and light still going to the nittys
I don't wanna be mistaken the life we live
Litty
I might take the bad choice only if it's feeling

Enough saying, preaching n spraying
I gotta lead by example, Making dem moves
Believe in myself, Prove I can do
I can great, I can be rich (Ye)
I can

time
We about to hit the club already
Nigga been drinkin turn already
Live life have fun
Tryna get rich money goes money comes
Hit the bar what you

why

v3;
I was just a kid when I was touched inappropriately
memories of a hand on my mouth while she was groping me
I stayed quiet, kept it silent,

get enough, uh
Yeah, I be by my lonely think bout opps and then I roll it up
Oh yeah, I know you ain't gang' you with the opps you better throw it up
Oh

it's me
Seen my brother turn to a feen
Saw another one turn to a whole bitch
Everybody wanna live a dream
They be thinking that I wouldn't see shit
Now u

filled with a lot of lint, not a cent
Gotta vent, lot of innocent of lives lost
On the project bench
Whatchu hollerin'? Gotta pay rent
Bring dollars in
By

shoulder
Playin the same tune you think you can escape you?
Don't be fooled by the beasts
cs I tear the seams 
Meet the monsters in my dreams
Lights out