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little ho details. I am not a ho, and by that I mean it's it's been a while. 

My one sister, she has two kids, I don't even think she likes them. It's not

And people come around for a good time
Walking round Rosa Parks Ave with a cup of Madcap
Passing by the gram
So you better believe it's a good time out
It's

I'm dope as a addict's syringe
My mind frame is to win
People methodical think out the box and
Don’t stick to the logical
people hated Jesus anything

Birmingham Alabama 1992
A baby boy is born just to come and challenge you
Eyes big brown and wide with a special color hue
Peek into his future it

the crib like monster house 
Act like you know what I'm talkin bout'
I switched the Bible to a ankh
Still hang with Jesus Christ 
We done talked it out
DJ

trees get depleted by burnt ash
My V-Neck be three fresh
Like Jesus, I come back
And I’m back with the same flow
You ain’t gonna say a goddamn thing

so we're down for life
so we're down for life

so young, so fun, when the boys would come
show so much love even when we get dumb
when you couldn't

The new life is singing louder

Since you have heard about Jesus and have learned the truth that comes from him
Throw off your old sinful nature and your

next
Cause a nigga wanna flex
But I ain't pressed by you niggas
Mom's dressed in all black cause the next squeezed a trigger
RIP to that youngin that

more
My extra salary goes to charities I save for
Jump in my grey Ford and raise my thumb to the police squad
Make sure I come to a complete stop
Head

ever raises to the frontline
I'm not Jesus, but Lucifer want me crucified

So I light the woods up as I inhale
Hold my breath until I can't hold it in no

It began when they come took me from my home
And put me in Dead Row,
Of which I am nearly wholly innocent, you know.
And I'll say it again

It began when they come took me from my home
And put me in Dead Row,
Of which I am nearly wholly innocent, you know.
And I'll say it again
I.. am..

Yo bitch pulled up, look like Megan the stallion
She brought me a pizza, it was made by Italians
We ate
I fucked
She sucked
She left
Niggas already

popping things for their cranium that is dangerous
I never sell my soul for a temporary flavourless
Quest that is governed by the devil dog
I use to sit in

of achievement each passing year been denied
These tears cry of bereavement when there's no one to rely on
I too have been deceived by some pythons
History repeats

to serve you in all your glory
You promise tomorrow will pay
I turn to Jesus, he walks right by me
I saw the light and I'll catch it finally
I want

(Ryder, not this again)
Oi
It's YM
Live from the Wok
Soon Home
Free the guys
100 Times
Fuck the waigons
You get it?
You don't wanna see man hop out

Twenty-seven in two days
Two tabs away from a good place
Two hundred miles from home on the coast at a beach we can both lay and
Do you get high

Lemme be the label
You come in as my freelance
Ain't no love that's street
Several thinking free minds
Have being calling home
The shit in my bone

tryna test me man they lucky I know Jesus
Tired of the people in my city who facetious
Like he ain't coming back home
I feel like the prince of Persia got

important, bad wine, high pourin'
Take a walk right down the block and the neighbors don't look right

If I don't come home tonight, if I sink into the blind

mind
And honestly i don't know why
I struggle to find, the one in my life
The one that will be by my side
Cause every time I look in her eyes
I keep

on
(yeah yeah) i be so loud like a megaphone
Zay ade I go hop on a
Beat ain't no telling homes
Jesus is Lord had to make it known (ok ok)
Only one God