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as a daughter of Asian parents, what's on paper still matters to your parents, no matter how old you are If we look at what's on paper, I did succeed. 10 albums

back around
I hate the times I see my mama cry
I be crying too inside, with my eyes dry
Heart broken sometimes, still I keep a smile
I give my whole life

I'm gettin' sold this dream
I put my trust in wrong places
Cah my heart's too clean
I'm homeless and hopeless
Just my balls and fiends
By hook or by

of my family mad 
Would have thought I killed him with my own hands, my bad!
I was by his side in cfrica, the pressure was spectacular 
Evicted from my

on an adventure through the making of
The album: Cherry Bomb take a seat
And relax

Yo, what up, it's Tyler
And I'm about to show y'all
What really went down when
I

Dear Slim

KJ-52

KJ-52

2011

[Verse I]
Dear Slim, I never wrote you or been calling
My name ain't Stan son nah we've never met and
My name's KJ let me begin by introducing now

Mirror of Souls: The House of Mirrors/The Stranger in the Storm/The Tru

Theocracy

Mirror of Souls

2008

Listen to the tale I tell
A haunting dream I know so well
When walking home alone one night
My path revealed by candlelight
Ahead I see an open

Fort Collins

Hopsin

Pound Syndrome

2015

Yeah, early 2014 I was on the Knock Madness tour
I was mad about it, I half-assed my album cause I really didn't know what I was rapping for
I was

Last Laugh

Canibus

Mind Control

2005

at this
I've contructed sentences 
That'll stand longer then stone henges megaliths
My first and second albums consists of more then a million terabits

give it all back
But it's multiplied by ten and come to break his back
In the form of me. Bringing him to both his knees
Dawg i only worship He who made

Listen to my old albums, I don't have another word to say
It's been all my life and I've been workin' on my communication
Still no peacemaker, know

gettin' my heart broken as usual
My friends still saying that a nigga delusional
Girl you beautiful
This grindin' for your heart got me tired
It's just my

man my music's never going to sit well in they hearts
For that reason I do not do Albums
DeadAlive is a brief encounter
Like a therapy session I

dabble in the deleterious
Self-harm will steal your heart before instilling fear in it
Black king—He was buried beneath a pyramid
Aimed at himself;

friends of all races
I ain't care if they was white, black, Latino, or Asian
Always judged by they heart, never judged by they faces
Can't say the same

homies rap, fuck that other shit you think you're doing
But I'm foolin' if they think they care about it much as me
They ain't trying for an album out by

Yo, Dest'n?
Remember where we grew up?
Was always at your granny house, we would be living it up
Was tryna to get that cash by cutting grass, wasn't

too)
Other day it was a fighting population
This lil' dude try to shank me with a Popsicle stick
Almost got his face knocked out by this West Coast cat

a profit now
I need beats because we're about to put an album out
That conversation wasn't friendly
Thought he had some beats that he could lend me
But he

care about my heart breaking
Cause my mistakes have left you heartless Nah girl, stop playing
Pulled this when we first got together always have been
Now

too)
Other day it was a fighting population
This lil' dude try to shank me with a Popsicle stick
Almost got his face knocked out by this West Coast cat

Relationship threatened by stuff that you hear, word, I hope we just persevere
Keep it a stack it's the truth calling game like I'm Peirce
That mean the ending

Know they told me Won don’t drop an album drop them back to back
Half of these ain’t even all that good its just the last two tracks
Can’t you make

To turn my spirit into shattered glass
Matter of fact, it’s only by God’s grace that i haven’t snapped
Not playing Ne-Yo, definitely no Dwele
I rather bump