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on the beat
To let y'all breathe
Rest In Peace, to my peeps

Remember when they told the Kid he couldn't rap
Back in 03', let me tell you how The story
Crack -

(Separation has ruined my life by the mistake which I’ve done)
Maruvaazhvu kodu poove…
(Dear Rose, will you give me another life)
Ilaiyaaghe uyir vaazhe…
(By

drive by
On the corner hustling, roses and bean pies
Niggas think they wavy but ain’t gotta surf board
Live from the West where we quake the earth’s core

drive by
On the corner hustling, roses and bean pies
N***** think they wavy but ain’t gotta surf board
Live from the West where we quake the earth’s core

sandy beach
Build me a hut where the rent's real cheap

I live near the highway
Where fumes burn my nose and
I water my roses with an old leaky hose
All

I fit inside 
As if it's by coincidence that I've been sticking by
Everything I know I don't know I don't listen I 
Live on picket fences picket signs

word to em was
I can't breathe 
Niggas please 
cll the hate and the greed gotta stop 
We are better living free
Do you Capeesh
If you live by the sword

a mile, then try to smile, reproached by all the rest
Faced by strife all walks of life, these kings they face the test

Finally, someone let him out of his

vicious they take chicken out your bowl
She gon' miss him for a trip to somewhere distant on the globe
And that's all she wrote
But nowhere near the level

they take chicken out your bowl
She gon' miss him for a trip
To somewhere distant on the globe
And that's all she wrote
But nowhere near the level

Couldn't check me wit my stripes, oh and my Adidas
We one in a mil rest In peace to Aaliyah
So if one of mine goes I pour it by liters
To my mothers

saved my life 
They know who they are..
And ahhh I mean I could live to be a thousand years
old and never re-pay them
I don't think this song would pay

All of the Above

Twiztid

W.I.C.K.E.D.

2009

their own babies

Carry my memory until if fades away
My mother came to visit me, yesterday on my birthday
She laid a single rose on my head stone

even pressed tho
Bank account looking like pesto
Full of green ah ha what a dream
A lot of n****s die
Just to live above their means
I aint ever seen

While I'm locked inside for forty five
For robbin' lives with forty fives
She on my side, prayed all the time
For, forty days and forty nights
And I don't

tell by the way that you look at me
Every time we go out you just wanna go home
Why would you get my name in roses tattooed
Why aren't you speaking

See the world by design
But there’s hope for a miracle
Do you feel satisfied?
There’s no roses without a thorn

Now the curtain is burned
Let

See the world by design
But there’s hope for a miracle
Do you feel satisfied?
There’s no roses without a thorn

Now the curtain is burned
Let

God i saved the best for last because
I can find a hole a breathe through it
I can move the rocks and leave
Theres always a way
I can't just die now

the clear
And just control my breathe
Keep it simple Occam's Razor kind of concept
Trying to live my best life before I find death
And just accept that

nobody hear my sound
Barely breathing underground, dragon bout to rise up now
Eating peasants and no one, down to breathe this fire down
No one ever stood

take you last while I still breathe
Still I enjoy the company
Until you wake up from this dream
You'll live on in my memories
I hope that you'll remember

to water the fields
Food to grow in order to live
But we seem to be more concerned with the less important things
It's becoming harder to breathe in this

streaks of gold and red and deep blue, coloured by the aching songs of our
Small lives, our small lives that are pressed up against the truth