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people fall and they die but every time we fall
We pause
Smoke and we fine like
Golden skin but you got European features
Always smoking good reefer make

nots
Scripture says that you lack because you ask not
He gave us power from the throne, now that's what you call hands on
No off season in the kingdom,

Take another dope house a la Carter Building
Downtown Adams street nigga what you know
Lucas County Task Force
Hookers movin' blow
Spring of '93 I was

myself a lot this is why I am strong
All this process make me who I am today
I speak with knowledge cause I'm blessed by G.O.D.
You can share my story if

everybody eating
So my youngins mix the bowl
With the pyrex on the stove
Real Trapper, what you need?
Yeah I'll serve you by the loads
Real Trapper f*ck

my wrap
Mellow mannered but they
Know by now keep the
Hell up outta my route
Hoe boys riding coat tails
We are nothing close of a pair
If you don't

I'll going fast boy he a Drillers
Put it on album I got no fillers
I'm number one just that Chauncey Billups
You pissing us, we ain't feelin ya
Tote that

ain’t getting me by
I'm zoning
Too much motion
Feel like I’ll be left behind
Ain't no feeling now
The music's really loud
I still ain't figure out (yeah)

the honeycomb/mah!/ Rose Of Sharon and Mount Zion I once was eclipsed but now I’m seven feet rising no surprising Salvation to clear your waves you will realize it’s so

before that night
I don't know you anymore and I feel alright
So we drink and I feel okay, yeah
It's the truth don't care what you say
Yeah i'm alive

the scale on
I hang by myself who the fuck I'mma tell on?
Get the trap right by the marathon
Mixed bitch, I hit that pussy like Barry Bonds
Mix

yeah
We gon make it to the top, yeah
I'm blessed, I'm still alive
Riding through my city 035
It's work all of the time
You know time is money
Family

kinda loud I been stirrin' for an hour
Blend it together and we call that a salad so
Mix that shit up, prepare for the salad bowl
You should roll a blunt

good looking
Don't watch, just dance and keep pushing
All the way to the floor good looking
Put your foot to the side
And let me see you glide
I know you

on the moon, taking the game by storm
Clouds in my mind, the dope in my lungs
I cannot feel mine, I am not afraid

Where are you son, are you good
Let me know

on drive way you cant say
You are backing out the grave
Now the day is taking place and I know why
You living this life
You wanna find yourself and you can

my Halo
Im bout higher learning no Plato
So bitch please dont blow my High
2 strains, mix it up, Bill Nye
Switch Lanes, HOV we Ride
No rain, Easy

to sleep a three and I'm up again by six
The stick the click
Better know we run deep in dat bitch
Even if i was to fumble
They would just pass me a pitch
I

being come and die with me tonight

She hate how I be
Pill pusha shit mix it with ketamine
Ay, what
I sleep till I dream
Hit her one time so she know that

down if you dropping the ball
Back then watching saved by the bell
Fast forward I got saved by the bales
Graduation put a cap in the sky
Mix the dope

Madvillaini did
Everything goes right when I'm in the mix
I said power to the people you know Whitt won't quit
My mind is presidential
My grind is presidential

gas)
I want it all ain't no cappin me 

Running shit up like a athlete
Say you wanna wrestle but you on the concrete 
She want a baby by me, I'm

doing what I'm sposed to be

Oh me
Oh my
Said I got every reason niggas know why
I ain't begging pleading imma flow by
Write a couple songs and imma

No tobacco don't make me no spliff
Funky for the function, getting faded in the whip
Scared of the smoke, I can take a little hit
You know I bounce