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understood
And she ride with her hands on my knees
Rare she mystique, skin bare she a freak
She glaring at me I kissed her there on the cheek
I tear and delete

by blacks
I turn on the pack - they attack

Kidnapped from home,
Chained -shipped unknown
Two hundred years
Of tears
Workin' on land
Whips in hand
1831

a week in LA to get smoked out in Hollywood
Damn
You only hope he rest in peace
That he somewhere in the heavenlys
Me? Frightened by uncertainty
Like,

head inside the game, Don't screw up or else your lame, what's 9 + 10, dude you like men, just go ahead and make my day.

Drowning in drip up his sleeve,

so you know I fuck with you
If you stay by my side imma show you all the views
If you throw it imma catch it then I'm gonna alley oop
Why you feel

Visine
And barely that, my eyes like cyclops from the X-men series
It ain't a female that I ask for shit from next to Siri
It ain't a flex if you gotta

free, but what happened then?

Exactly when did a label attach to men?
My tears are for your hate or applause as you please
But these genes on this Earth

on the other hand you are nothing
Dude you are just a b*tch so come again suck my something
You should know when you were sleeping I was working
On myself by

[Intro:]
It’s like that man,
Aha keep your head up
Zovdie, this goes for all my nigga’s
Living on cold streets trying to found a way out in life men

don't even smoke
So I'm slurring my words
I lost too many on one thirty first
Gangshit a stripe
Just for killing a verse
Stripe two is on you
Just for

verses
I didn't write them I guessed them
Other rappers I bless them
I do not beat them I rest them
Take a look at my family damn
We look like the X-men
Oh

The fabric mathematics black be that of Asiatic
Rock the teship track the static
And that you're rocking to my concept
Now guys I stand for this
For this

the track like an incision
It's surgery like I'm the head physician: Doctor baker got precision
I'm tryna make a lucrative decision
I'm tryna make a lucrative

A zigga-zigga, like I said before I love them all
Family affair, by the Legion I swear
To rip up mic stands and tracks to shreds and show no fear
One love with

tear, run it and tip the scale, rip the seal
It ain't loud enough then the mission failed (that loud)
Butch' excel, threw my two cents in the wishing

girl
Like the church do the music
Childlike not childish
Too many grown men
Walk around with them switched
If they tear your soul
Then Jesus the stitch

I’m black
I’m black
My skin don’t crack
My men don’t rat
I’m saved by grace
No room to brag
I came from rags
I walked in and secured the bag
Ahhh man

In my brain
I guess that I gotta explain
How many nights will I lay awake
How many times will you get away
How many tears
How many rhymes
How many

Fuck Your Feelings

New Gen

New Gen [LP]

2017

for a nigga
Like rest in peace or peace of mind
We were never made for the system
But we only made men out of victims
And my brother stays locked in

are bending
My rhymes are just never-ending
I know what you thought by now
Thinking I'm just some cash cow
All of these kids are being too loud
Pull up

a phenomenon
Droppin bombs for fun then dine in hell during Ramadan
Whatever I'm rhymin on or whoever
I tear 'em apart; swear on my pops
No, fear in my heart,

cll of my niggas are rude
They keep on living on kush
cll of my niggas are real men
Every seconds they burning the bush (ah)
I gat goons that will blast

the leaves crunch
Almost as much as snow squeak
Hit that shit with bare feet road runnin'
Like I'm 2 miles late for the track meet at university
Thought we'd

by step, I was looking for myself
So I thought what the hell, went travelling through Spain
Got some answers, felt normal again
I came back, so did my