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The Man Upstairs

Mac Mall

Immaculate

and what you call 'God'
Holy Bible to the Holy Quran
Everybody seekin' salvation
Some try to get it by smokin' dumb-dums
Some only feel it when they get

get up we won't ever let up
Like black people in movies can't ever split up
I'm not blinded by booty cause I've got enough 
I heard she got the coodies

Concerning me
Don't waste your time 
You cannot get to me 
A word to keep 
You might wanna go bacc 
Checc yo history
I urge the streets
Why young boys wanna

frame, day by day, with that same look on your face, and your mouth hanging agape.
As I watched him allofeed your every need as if you were an altricial

the message doesn't blend
The truth is lethal but powerful enough to extend
To every nation, each region or even every tribe
For everyone that he's reaching he

seconds by inches  
But those losses let you know that you working at your limit
That you're in it, you're ambitious, you're hungry, you're driven 
You're

honest with ya
Just picking apart this
Working ya hardest
Isn't enough to guarantee a
Spot in fame
Nope that's not today
Used to lick the plate clean
Try

Ghosts

Mayday Parade

Monsters in the Closet

2013

all day
I can't tell if he's real or a made-up version of her again
Never alone 'cause I've got you
Get this out of my head

No I won't waste away

buy 
No one gives  a fuck no matter how hard you try
I'm out here working overtime just tryna get by

Yet i still don't got the cash to get a pad

dealing with
Powerplays blocked up by others' opinions
Sorries go out to like all of my women friends
Can't find the line where the love ends and hate

And she also keeps the cards that read
"Have Mercy on His Soul"
They all play on penny whistles
You can hear them blow
If you lean your head out far enough

a nigga's dick
Hard all night long the rain can't stop me
I'm sittin' on chrome
The police watch me to catch me in the wrong
My hood got love for me and when

white like Nazi skin
All this shit, I just gotta spit left ya body dented
I’m all in it like forensics
Matter fact get the kit, the young nigga just went

make it homie
Remember people was faking on me
Never been young minded i'm smart enough
To see that you phony move by my lonely
I never claim to have any

like I had died
No, I just can't get enough of you
Pitch black
Hoping that you'll come back
Awake again, thinking of you
The more I try
The less you come

was a by-product of me hating life 
Used to love em but now I can't stand lonely nights 
Cant hang with hoes all the time, I guess drugs will suffice

When I look up to the heavens 
Then I'm blinded by the stars 
That's the power of God 
Observing your beautiful creations 
In admiration

out of your mouth seems to fall flat
All the thoughts that loop inside your mind, just ignore that

I know it's tough and you can't be enough for

and rap anyhow
I’m grateful for the time I didn’t get to blow up early now
Is the right time that was chosen by the almighty
The wait was worthy yes you can

enough to drive you Insane

There's some that love
That 9-5 strife
But they don't pay enough 
to even live a life
Your supposed to be grateful
Give thanks

the lights off
Cant put you in the streets
So I give you what you need
But you seem to get greedy
Your cash apps green
But your heart is red
You're probably

You expected better from me
Yeah, you expected better from me
And you sit by and never call me
You found someone else to love
And I went down

Gunz Yo

Sage Francis

A Healthy Distrust

2005

pays a midnight visit
I see the world through the scope but I gain no insight with it
When I get introspective I put the safety on
Make these songs with

im like artillery by fire

its a hazard he wired


or like you
 walking with ya flashlight in the daytime

get higher


id rather stay at home