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wed
Not a lot of time to celebrate, always more work to do
The religion of the day
Dust kicked up by the horses, we all waved our goodbyes

Yo, could it be I stayed away too long?
Lighting up to Cypress Hill
I was the side of the bong
Catching arthritis, my pen was the heaviest
Bars

lives on
And in my mind, and in my house, there are memories of you everywhere

I was holding you in the basement a few days before our loss
(And that's

Once a long time ago
In a dark far off land was a man
Jaded by love and hope
Under a spell of despair
He longed for love and acceptance
To be the man

as a mustard seed
I'm trying to live life abundantly
And give to the Demi
My lil thugga she shining with me
Your daddy get busy
Hall of fame rap
Girl I'm

the chains
There is freedom in the spirit
No more dry bones
And let us always rejoice
Cause we are never alone
I know all your days may
seem like they are so

This masochistic culture
Through this we've been sculpted

Reborn yet
Storage is low
We can't override the
Tortures we long for

Always succumbing

To get here yeah I went through hell
So I got a vendetta

I had to go and get it by myself
Because you know that a little nigga ain't wait in a long line

on
It feels so right to be done so wrong
The days too short, but the nights too long
Deep brush in the dark, scratching up my arms

I swear I'm just too

I can't
I cannot withstand another day trapped in my head
I feel
I feel something constantly eating away at me
It seems
That I'm defined by all of my

Maybe you were right all along
Held on to pride for too long
Days turn to nights
And I'm all alone
With
Nobody to blame for my faults
The evening sky

a month and then we found a little flat together.
Took long walks in sun and rain,
We didn't care, we loved the weather.
Browsed the galleries and purchased

I just want to thank you for waking me up this morning
In my right mind
Being able to see another day to live in your image
I want you to continue

low, but I am not a Asian
I be at work usin' different voices, sound like I'm Caucasian
I be drivin' fast without no license, feel like I am racin

Long

Dear God, I don't want to forget you for as long as I live
I don't want to forget your miracles, your goodness, how much you always give
To me

I am

Too much of this pain I gotta put it in a song
They only think about you when they say you dead and gone
You live by da gun but I know some don't make

this
I took KG off the leash, I told him spank some
This shit so fucked up, man, I can't even trust my day ones
Long live Izzo, no I'm stepping till we

the sun
A shrine to misery
Can't you see what we've become
Long live the king
Bend the knee

through my songs, put focus in my rights

Limitation to my wrongs, I'm not perfect by a long shot
Hit the alarm clock, it's time to wake and bake
I went

hope the conversation lives long
Past the morning light 
So I won't have to go on longing 
cn' waste another night 
 
Heaven's holding out on me
Heaven's

Up at 7am and I ain’t got a clue what the world’s gonna throw my way.
All I know is I sure ain’t living how I want to spend the rest of my days.
Just

There are days that I feel upset
There are times when I long for you
They say that life's a choice we make
They also say that the choice is for us

big dogs to rodents
Tomorrow's a mystery
My own fuck ups I'll choose

Oh I dreamed of the day
That I'd be helped and held up
By the sway of the hands

want lows homie
Serving the city they ain't evenknow it
Have little cuz come and serve you through the door
It's a tough city, but the gangster's live