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God please let me come Home
Glass candles n jack Daniels
Brothers with mental issues
And substances you can't handle
You said you can't stand me baby

The kid is driven, buckled for this expedition
Rocky world won't sell my soul when they make propositions
Brought up by Christians, but crossing me

the way for me
Ohh
I need a reconnection
Plugged in
Plugged in
I done got myself together it's about time
I been saved since ten did a backslide
It was by

the case
Whatever life sendin' at me
I'm ready to face
Everyday you was in the womb
I did it with space
Ain't nothin' cool when somebody
Ain't ruin they

the hitman holla he getting clapped for free
Make sure Charlie provide the clips
I'm conceited with the shit
Stand the league in front of me and you will see

was her honestly 
Cuz I can't tell if she be lying when she talk to me
She say sorry I don't feel like an apology
I keep looking back 
I swear these

and shit
My mind open, I been trying shit
Hell raiser baby I was born inside the fire pit
St. Louis, USA
You know we ride or die for this
Bodies drop, nobody

deflated 
Was always frustrated, defensive
I'm prayin' for angels
My efforts are blatantly censored
I'm patient with faith, fully centered
I'm faithfully

who be after me
No one's better at writing songs
I'm the Hip-hop Messi
The savior of Rap Music
And i was saved by Jesus
Him and God only one above me

And I'm asking you please 
Put a stop to  dis
Or Daniel patella 
Will walk away free
God damn 

We need to stop this war
We been searching for a answer

Aye, when we was in school back in the day
And we'd be talking noise about somebody right
You know what i'm saying. We'd take our hand
And we'd put

me onto hip-hop but he ain't drop none / it Was hella times he Ain't Drop by / never taught me how to hoop so I was on the Sidelines / listening to rap

being third in place
Know my city
Told my Migo let me know the word in case somebody need some straightnin'
Smoke like Rastafarian
I don't got no Jamaican

But the label won't pay for my dental
On the road to riches
Came a long way from a demo
Somebody betta wake em
Tell em where i came from
Pop's wasn't

gettin' too old
Maybe it wasn't for me
Maybe I shoulda went home
Shit got me doubtin' myself
I never did it before
Thought I'd be poppin' by now
Shit I'm

nickeled and dimed and did dirt for dis
Do a show and sweat up my good shirt for dis
Snap back to toast I'll haveta hurt for dis
So when I get me a lil'

North Coast

Flesh-N-Bone

T.H.U.G.S.: Trues Humbly United Gatherin' Souls

1996

receive, if you got tha green
By any necessary means, sellin mission,
But if you think you see me wanna try
Hoppin' off in ya ride, tha night if tha bird,

sleep
That shit had me weak
I am the artist
Treasure hunting like I'm Charlie the Tarkin

Since days I got caught it
Raised by the hardest
Understand that

justice system
Just listen
As I sit on this bus, headed to prison
Wishin', I had somebody to tell me that I was trippin'
But I didn't
And if they ain't gon'

to the 90's, off the Rez and to the streets
When all you really need was a pen, paper and a beat
That would've been me
Looking like a microphone fiend
It is

miss me, I ain't seen 'em in some weeks
I was spendin' all my money like it grew on fuckin' trees
Wasn't takin' no advice, I was consumed by the greed

Legit Ballaz

Todd Nitty

Twista Presents Legit Ballin'

2011

streets
Or with the pistol playin' for you Mr. Reaper
Forgive those, I explode like see-4 so give me 50 feet

See ya checkin' in every directions
Somebody

say a prayer for the sick now
Send in your funds now
Send a devotional
Send Bibles to the hospitals
You never know now
Somebody needs it
Everybody needs

new hardbody
K just got a whole new hardbody
K just got a whole new hardbody
Dick like a horse call me Charlie
I'm somebody you wouldn't know probably
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