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aint dope than it ain't ours 
Calling out to God 
Why I gotta go this hard  
For them to get it 
This is Alphabet soup splattered all Over your linens
I

see you, I see the lies
I no longer feel alive
Asked for this, I paid the price
Aye, yeah, pay the price
Will I pay it? I just might
Chasing my bag pray

She said “Your eyelids opened wide
And I knew that you were mine
You took a breath
For the first time
You have your mother’s eyes
And you have your

Learning honest, truthfully
Gotta get your money in this life
There ain't no room for free
Can't trust nobody but my fucking
Self to truly route for me
Run

for my people, like I'm Joey, I ain't bad yet
It's, "Fuck 12," 'til I'm resting in my casket
You cannot silence the prodigy
Nigga, this was the prophecy

I ain't never wanted that damn raging contradiction
So I killed him off this album this mixtape is all or nothing
Hated by who loved him to some

I love hip-hop but she turned
Into a rap whore
Let all these niggas hit and she
Got just what she asked for
Game all fucked let 'em creep
Thru

black, to get they rent paid
God did more then ‘nuff for me, and I still pray for a blessing
Plus my Grandma still alive, and she still weighed in

Mama said they'd be born like you, tearin' my heart in two
Now I'm all I had right now, I ain't thinkin' about what God is thinkin' about me
Tellin'

The money excites me, blow it right through the sky 

facts yuh uh
can't hold me back I won't let em no more
I prayed to god and he opened up doors
so you

slave
So I
Keep living to the Rhythm of the beat
I'll hopefully find an answer for I'm living in the street
Cuz ain't shit funny when your children got

need some help, get God on the phone 
Im sick of trynna fight because I'm not in control 
There's nowhere you can go when you realise you're low 

So

to the fake
Synthetic love is all I know
Can't buy me love
Can't get this shine for free
Seen this movie
Too many times
We know the lines you see
Kill my

Junwaa

Bait that boy up with his coffin if he think he watchin' and plottin' on me
And I know they some oppers so we gotta off 'em, my OG just

wasn't part of the plan (let's go)
Bitches be droppin' it on me, it's like I threw up all the ends
God still blessin' the kid and I gotta pray for my

Just sittin' back, gettin' high, watchin' time fly
25 passing me by, just like a drive by
I’m taking heat with no vest, it’s going thru my chest
Said

flee shit
Salivating for so long I'd prolly bleed spit
Time to be lit, time to be rich
If you wanna eat your time by doing nothing have a sweet dish
I'll

G Walkin'

Kardinal Offishall

Quest for Fire: Firestarter, Vol. 1

2001

function like a G'
And walk that big walk in the streets, in the streets

My God it's a beautiful day to just sit and enjoy blue skies
And all the brothers

knows?
Reach for a thought
You could blame God if you can't, but are they your hands or not?
In my head i've got a screaming clot,
Who grabs me seething by

cause
I've seen men get cut in half by others
When they twist your gears
And I feel so bad
You what makes me want to start a foundation
God this world so

with God
How was that field trip you wanted a job
Hope you know your family got popped
Ran sacked everything so you got robbed
Damn you a bitch
Can't

I’m ready to buss
Cause I come from a city
Where niggas is grindin' like 24 7
That shit ain’t enough so we put it to God
To put up more days

they told ya
Remember when I asked for help and got cold shoulders 
Niggaz never real as they seem so I’m anti social 
I put my mom in a crib I’m not

repeats itself
It's just a different kind of mask
I can't breathe
Squeeze my life out for selling cigarettes
I'm on the corner making the dollar, so who's