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high 
Over sparkling cities and mountains lit by the moon
My magical mystery girl was laughing saying "baby we'll be there soon"
We went faster, faster,

Back
One eighty seven, my pen
Hella blood spilled on the track
They ain't wanna let me rap though Look at how them niggas act though Krys coming through

contains the blood of Christ
Never needed ghostwriters, I'm something like a poltergeist
You ever need a blessing, holler at me I ain't overpriced
Pride got

robbing me I think I really lost my spirit
Reprimanded by the drugs controlling take my life and cancel it
My whole flow rare I been writing this since I

sounds
I been grinding
Got lotta dope and a lotta pounds
I'm on timing
Swim in blood, we gon make him drown
And these diamonds
Critical, put the lights out

be intense
Some friends at the margin
Making summer streams harden
All these bulls shitting
Trying to milk me by the carton
But, uh, excuse me sir, I

wonder what it would be like if the light grew dimmer
Like what would life be like if I didn't focus Inner
Nothing would be left
But I came into

presence what's behind the smile
hollow faces I follow basics and keep my blood close
with the utmost concern for these cutthroats
then touch those fans

Never had a place I could truly call home
Spent childhood mostly alone
Kidnapped, tossed around, city after city
Years flew by, but no one showed pity
One

some fathers some husband
Friends sons and brothers 
That have made an impact in your life and been a light Helped hold you up through some of those

the situation clear and abide by the laws
Niggaz frontin in the bull pen pay the cost
It's the motherfuckers that's runnin the place
That will give a cigarette

now I can't find love
I done wept now it's time I fuck
I don't bet no I don't bluff
My bro check or die by cuff

I'm gon flex or I'm gone run
You owe

on "periodt"
Black blood in my veins, no fear in it
Look deep in my eyes, you’ll see a tear in it
Black art, black films, black media
Black doctors, black

Can't Cool Down

The Alter Boys

The Exotic Sounds of the Alter Boys

The icebox is locked and I can't cool down 
Got both barrels cocked and a young blood hound 
There's an old butchers block where you pay by the pound

Knocked down before I even walked 
Grief pedigree but I see the light at the sea shore 
So I pour my blood, sweat and tears all around 
Cause I've bled,

advise not divide
I speak truth they hear lies
Snake hissing no coffee cooking
Hell burning the fire took me
I'm refined not defined
By seaside drowning

always at a red light
Dreams with your girl tryna find out what the head like
Stop looking by, finding truth through all the other lies
Traumatized, how

IT SLY 
FUCK IS ON THEIR MIND 
THEY AI'NT THUGG~IZM
MAKE ME WANNA ASK
WHATS YOUR BLOOD TYPE 
RUN IT BY THE OLDER G's
IF YOU AI'NT GOT NUTTN TO HIDE

It's me and my book of rhymes 
One page at a time 
I flesh out everything on my mind 
Pen all my verses in blood 
Broke many bones so my hooks could

cinematic
What was sitting in the dark, it's seen in the light now
Feel it in my heart, I can see what I write down
Mean what I say when I say, I don't like

of blood
She never left me in seen

Other girls feel envy
Model and she is not selfish
To much light have me blind
I have a chance i can not miss

If she

doesn't always work
You might get quite blind
When you meet your 10
And I feel so zen that I think that's it
Pretty cutie girl by my side that's lit
Sensing

it would go farther than the time that we lasted
We used to settle in the parking lot, play our games and call the shots
Getting caught by our parents

Covered in blood, but left no stain
Jesus took my sins, and washed me clean
I can tell you for a fact, this not a dream
Full clip, 100 shots to the devil