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Of the past
Confronted and cut off the Strings I see what I lack and my
Eyes closed mouth open can you feed Me
Swear this season of my life has done Me greasy

the crowds 
Will they hear me if I shout 
What if I keep bleeding out, fuck 
It's cause I care too much
Guess I get it from my moms yuh
How you hit the gas

healthy food fed in my mouth
My mom sacrificed herself even right now
I feel I've been selfish but what I got in my mind
It's something you can't compare

Patrolled
And controlled by a state that's de facto cause we're de jure off the Petron
These wack boys possess no bars that we hold
And they have no record

I was taught to be a man, own my wrongs and never run
What goes around comes around is the code that pass a bound
Motivated by the cheques, I ain't

business, tell me what the fuck we talking for
You ain't throwing head, tell me what the fuck we argue for
We can make the deal, tell me what the fuck you

like some ice
Turn on the heat and they melt
Copped a little shorty caught me cheating
What you ain't surprised
I hold my first 3 fingers up
That bitch

Gotta Be a Way

Lil' Keke

Street Stories

2003

Gotta take it slow, I got a son I'm raising
Ain't nothing promised to you, better reach for the sky
That's the only limit man, time passing us by
Now it's

promise you that I am saved
Not religious cuz with religion comes religious tradition
But I'm lead by the spirit
Filled with the Spirit
And if somebody ask

Yeah, there ain't nothin' in this world to even compare
Like havin someone you love in your corner to share
All of your ups and downs and hold you when

to much on my plate right now
You deserve someone who can give you more time and what you are wanting
Again I am very sorry and do really appreciate

You look surprised 
Ca you see man rolling through 
With a couple guys 
And now I see this ting giving me eyes 
Well shit g what can I say I'm

the struggle for the coloured man//
If I untuck and I gun buck you, it's Son of Sam
Sawed-off pump and some nunchucks in my other hand 
It's not a guarantee

chronic know they’ll never understand
I saved myself from shit that toxic and I never pop no xan, oh
Shout to Sonny, hold it down, you know that you elite

on, I can't believe that you stick with him
She look at me, "well I been with him"
That's what I'm saying do you not understand
Wish I could talk

heart, so tell that nigga it's a stick up
I'm tryna suck up on your chest, you throw it back, that's what I told her
Pretend Josie's on vacation, tryna

it's time 
It's in my mind
Live free will fly
Spread hate will die
If I work for peace
Then you can see
We believe in we

That's  how it  should be

for God
See, I believe the Black woman is God
And what I mean by that is, only a Black woman possesses the DNA that’s capable to produce all human life

by my lonesome, I know
That I'm only one person
A man of my word
Play the card you were dealt
Hold 'em even if bluffing
Don't fold 'em
Don't show 'em

inside it would be so sad

Inna the morning mi go rock it and sway
And melt into the waves of the ocean
I don't believe in this God that you pray

i was in the carriage
I would find my passion
Anything else that i wouldn't have it
So, you worried for your only one
"do what you love
But we all

mean what the hell son...even Willy Nelson. Oh yeah and Wiz Khalifa
I just can't believe it, you think the O.G's are dumb
Cause they twist a leaf up.

My family straight off the boat I'm the son of some refugees I gave em hope
Off of king road, shoutout my OG's, I swear I take care of you now that I'm

living in a prison cell
Some change and some you got to wish them well
Nothing worst than a good kid gone bad
Sometimes I'm like damn can't believe I saw