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I'm Chris Hani, boy I can't be
Happy, unless I'm makin music of some sort, I run from the cops, I know it's kind of a dumb sport
And if they catch me,

yeah, yeah
Miracles are the reason I'm alive
That's how I know they exist
Revived by the love that I see in the eyes
Of those who see me as they kin

this is all my plan
But when I get home imma see you the second I land
I had to step up to the plate and be the bigger man
This studio an addiction I'm

Stay stationary use to be mobile
now chill up my office goldmine in my profile
no messing no stressing progressing
First never second at the top is

with Roilty
Had commissions up in the villa.

In my Salmons smokin' some Rivica
By the river,
Focused on my vision,
It couldn’t be any clearer.

I just

Can I get a second just to breathe
Full house feel like just me
And ion een mean to sound conceited
Circle gettin smaller by the day
Think my dawg

keep it up to gain some strength
I am me
And I am weak
But I am blessed
I've transgressed
But won't be assessed
By my own best
For that my gratitude

means to be prideful
Actually on second thought I'm kinda like Dwight Schrute
Only cause I eat these beats (ACSH)
I been walkin' round like I'm lookin for

Bitch, give me some space
I am TheKidd, you probably knew this
They rushing my peak, by demanning my music
I keep 'fye, like a candle (on god)
One ear, out

Life come at you fast
Liable to hit you any second
Smith and Wesson's get to spinnin
If your ass isnt undressing
Better give em what you got
If you

give me a second
Now I’m boutta send ‘em to Heaven
I dust the page up on the 7th
Turn your whole teams head in, ya leaden
And fuck nah – Turn it up to 11

of the league
To me they're just pawns
I kill and move on, they simply a yawn
In seconds I'm gone
Absorbing the energy, heroes in jeopardy
Kill em at dawn there's

I double take
Getchu at 7:00 and we go out on a date
Momma said be back by 10:00 and not a minute late
Next day I show my boys they saying you a 8
So

Do I hear you? Do I hear you gossiping
Do, do I, I hear you, hear you
Do I hear you? Do I hear you gossiping
Okay
I've overcome adversity
But some

with the rest
Cause life can be pretty funny
And sometimes for no fucking reason in one second
It can gets very ugly
I remember the night
Police killed

some cabbage
We chasing the dough you chasing these hoes
Still in The Five and I'm still with my woes
Don't give a shit for a fake or a foe
Spent 400

dried and cracked
Now should I be exact
I raced Apollo but my vibrato fell flat
Chimborazo my gusto behind high hats
Oh well bravo youre hallowed by thumb

results that moms can see
Surrounded by some niggas that believe they tryna ball wit me
And we gone get it yea, we gone get it yea yea
Yea we gone get it,

Mite roll a seven it's your night
Know ya high as a kite 
Let's gone call it a night
Get to the room and get right
It's a plumbing call for some pipe

saying I'm too nice, circle the globe in 2 nights
Clip so long that the gat look like a boom mic
Whoo baby you too right, do right by the sound guy,
Too

to the edge
You can educate but hesitate cuz some questions can leave you for dead
See these Questions
Behind the real of my lines
Behind the skill in my rhyme

and spread it round the globe
To every person you see and each person you know
Some people suffer pain they just don't show
And you just don't know
So lead by

I'd bet on you as far as you're thrown
By gnomes with torn ligaments and tissues for bones
Kiss the ring when the capo come home, last of my stones
Were

That clean slate mind
Saw you Wednesdays till 7
And every other weekend
Mom was talking shit and it's been clouding up my thinking
On that ripped denim