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Shoutout to my boys born in February
The homie Big Joose and my boy Rood Pherny
Stay winning since I was young I had a plan
Blood or no relation still eat

still run back to the same place
Where I always lose
I don't know where to go from here
I can't believe I'm living without any fear
I'm so surprised that

around me and they don’t wear shirts and work in an office 
Knowledge is power I heard so I went to uni and now I’ve got options 
Trap all you want young g

here
Kinder than the water in which many of us drowned our young
Rather than let them live in captivitiy at the mercy of those white men 
And there

so enjoy that spot
I'm a king young boy I was born at the top...

Boy I'm so mystic like I'm from Atlantis
These niggas be high on bullshit looking

Made me a Lion
Why do the young people die
Since the day that we born
Like we race against time
Stack up the cash
For the day from the flips
And the rest

Overwhelmed by my senses
Life ain't made no sense yet
I feel something ain't right
No no no
Lose it just lose it
Let's get crazy to it
This music is

life or feelings that I've felt
Times are getting more harder, I'm going through it by myself
Praying for better times for our lives and the earth

Young G's

The Notorious B.I.G.

No Way Out

1997

the rappers that's gone
Niggas that got killed in the field and all the babies born
Know they ain't fully prepared for this New World Order
So I keep it

How It's Gonna Be

The Dead Milkmen

Soul Rotation

1992

will lose your mind
You were once a young man, now you're turnin' grey
Listening to people talkin' 'bout the Judgment Day

Now you've retired, goodbye

distracted but not by the light
You might fight for what's right 
But that's finite you lose sight and fright over black 
When it's white hang tight I ignite

we do
We ain't got too much to lose
'Cause we still young
But that's just how we do
That's just how we do
And that's just how you move
When you got

You gotta make the right decisions
You may be young or old
Allow the Lord to help you
Don't make them on your own
No matter what the problem is
Just

Sex, Money and Murder

Pooh-Man

Funky as I Wanna Be

1992

to ashes, dust to dust
The suckers try to win, let the games begin
Meet me, Ant Banks, Kenny Wayne and the mac-10's
We were born to die any god damn way

Love Ya Moms

Capone

God's Favorite [Clean]

2002

breathing through you
For you by you, the science of f.u.b.u ill creation
I'm still lying for that day I wake up
Out of this dream, see you kinectly move,

Love Ya Moms

Capone

God's Favorite

2002

understand it
Put me through school, swore soon I'd be in a position to rule

Look at me now, your only child breathing through you
For you, by you,

tight
They risked it all for me so I gotta make it right
Born by knife it makes sense I got a sharp tongue
Came out 32 weeks I had to start young

politics
You better live fast cause we all die young
Wait until they break down your door
You're fucked
Wait until you're staring at the end of their gun
I

monsters ,
Can’t lose sight of all the things I accomplished cause I really want this,
Young boys out there playing wit their life
But time and time again it

everything enjoying hair in wind?
I nun lost the damn key but a nigga locked in
No defeat to my dreams, doubters make me grin
Might've been born to lose but

When you live a life like mine Only one way we can go
Stay shooting for the stars or you stay down in the hole
But I was born a fighter Here to unite

never death, by another man 
 
I don't wanna lose no more (I don't)
Life is, so short (So short, so short)
I don't know what to do anymore (I really

There's no way to go but up
There's no way to go but up
There's no way to go but up
I was born a balloon
But by mistake
I was filled
By lungs
Instead

Young G's

The Notorious B.I.G.

Special Dedication

the rappers that's gone
Niggas that got killed in the field and all the babies born
Know they ain't fully prepared for this New World Order
So I keep it