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head
Lives in a hood in east it's ironic
Moves little of food
On the side cos he's hungry
And has dreams
That he'll be iconic one day

Aspiration 
To be

sight
Vibes see through lies
It'z only inner-circle supporters and enemies to analyze
Put'em in their correct file so you know who you define
I'm sincere

don't need them

Emma come please take our guns
Take our guns

Yeah somethings happening here
What it is ain't exactly clear
There's a kid with a gun over

Niggas been grinding for years, man
The way I see it, this Rebel Gang shit
Ain't no "get in, get out" type shit
We gon be here forever
(This for my

I be there thru it all, win, lose, or draw
Winter, spring, summer, fall
If we fly or if we fall
Until we at the crossroads
Every road we go across

him the life he deserved
They knew he got sad, but didn't know how
'Cause the kid didn't dare to talk 'bout it all

He ate and slept and cried in his

Yeah
And were still with the goons over here
I told you im all in baby I meant it
But I still got things I can't share
Pain from my heart indulging

It’s from my soul,
I spit with passion, lyrics and flows
To teach you bout some mothers who were scorned 
I know it’s hard,
But we gon soar, 
Never fall,

Ya
We the north
Nothing to something
Real rap
Y'all ready know I had to do the remix
It's about time
But I can't take it anymore
Let's get it
(We are

Bitch I got a foreign, so of course I'm going fast nigga
Yeah I heard that shit that you dropped, it was trash nigga
Yeah, you know what I'm saying, why

know its a fact that You gettin hit
And Ian accepting no handouts Everything got a price
And I ain't with Owing a nigga shit
FN might name that bitch

You might wanna whip me, I don't
I ain't runnin' 'round with no hoes
I don't live my life by your code
I just work my hands to the bone
I don't grind it

soul
Speakers for da home stu and better PRO-MO
How I'm pose to live it up like it's all good?
Y'all can slide me and daddy still in da hood
Fill da

my house never wanted a trade
Music my life
Thank God I can live it
You say it take time
Thank God I can give it
Don't get rewinds
I charge by

from over the country, this rocket from Houston, I'm shooting like hard in the day
He was on live talking wocky, he posted his whip, but don't ride with

a heads up I’m just sayin 
This old cat got two lives remaining 
That’s two more
Than you bitch niggas in training 
It’s like I called my agent
Wit a blunt

defeated
Clever minded weeded
Bullshit i gotta delete it.
Mike jackson told you too beat it
Achieve it & be it
I see it
You wicked & deceived & ready

poison on my dinner
Well how was I to know the rat wasn't gonna show up
It would have been a shame to waste good food

Yes but the rat didn't show up five

strength to live and stay pure

They are afraid of fire because it is the light
My lighter is lit so I don't perish in the night

Don't stop till you're dead

creep
Suicidal thoughts, I think I'm ready plus its fucking with me
Would I be blessed by these bitch niggas, these fakes and frauds
Fiending for

a curse bein pathetic
I tried to stand by keep quit and just let it
But once u touched by god till
U die u gotta rep it
Hard got lines it's easy to over

of the most intelligent people I've ever met.
Completely lucid.
And really sexy!
Shut it, Manavis!
Well, that doesn't help me now.
She knows exactly where we

Onto many I look with disgust
Especially those who don't believe that this country's unjust
Corrupted by bigotry, accepting the lies so easily
It's no

Stay in the castle
Yo ill be right back
There's a silver cross in that compartment
I know it sounds like jargon
Feeling demons
Clenching 
Waiting