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of shit about the boy, but he never fought him
I be, stepping on these niggas like some Toys, watch where I be walking
My car is way too nice to park by
nigga Roy
He was selling Raw and toting toys
He was riding with a .45 that he got from his granny when he was a little boy
That shit made him real
Time is moving
Got get better
Soley focused
On the cheddar
Ima feed it to my fellas
Wiser student
Learned my lessons
Ain't been through this shit for
streets
A few weeks back I robbed a nigga for a ki
Kickin it on the block, slingin' d to o-p-e
Yo, runnin' from the five-o, you think this shit is
the Crypt.
I met Ghetts when I was fourteen, lost touch.
By sixteen, I'd linked up with Ghetts again
Rolling with The Movement and started doing sets for
can't be real (oooooooooooo)
Kissing me one night then shaking hands
What is the deal (oooooooooooooo)
Is there just one moment of your time
That
sands
There I lay in a dust storm, brain storms
Some day we may form a massive collective mind with no bandages
I kneel down to fantasy of what is real
is cookin', you know I'm lookin'
Can't wait, 'til I find mans yard
(Can't wait)
This beef is real, I do music now
But I still do drills on drills (On
zeros
They can't stand my shine this boy is Albino
Too much juice and sauce even YCee knows yes
Check the motor we park near the Condo ok
For do as I do
in dungeons with dragons
Magical
Elixer by the sixer, but don't let it
Get warm you've been forewarned
Youngins in the stockroom
Ain't calm, some is
the street
I swear I heard a female voice call my name
I stopped for a second loud as Charmaine
Some sis I used to park with from way back when
We weren't
used to link up with Nas
From Corntop Choice, for female persuasion
Bustin' off in the park, that was in the dark
I'm real not fake so please don't
them niggaz that's real
headed to the Eastside nigga you know the deal
(Chorus)
[Wayniac]
Now as time passes by I sit and wonder where it all went
crooked jakes
Killin' for high stakes
Guarantee it is my fate to be
Remembered as one of the greats
No matter what it takes, boy
I'ma give it my all
Like
Same game, but famous for different reasons
I'm pitching in a field
This motherfucker is a home runner
See my enemies screaming that
There's a storm
a lot from y'all
My darkest days was brightened just by chilling at the park with y'all
We ain't smoked no weed or drank no alcohol
We was just some
Almost lost my life
Got Lord up above
Got so much love for clarksville
Nashville tennessee
Theres a rice lake in duluth
And by eau claire
Yeah remember me
my only weakness
It gets too real
And you just quit
The common harbor for your ship
You tell me to calm my shit
But you're not around to help it
people vultures
They do it for the culture.
I can not partake.
Ima have to part ties. Park. Stop. Part ways.
I thought that life was a road.
It feel like
Spittin like my muhfuckin rent due
Is you really spittin if the public still comfortable
I aint reppin flags that treat my people like animals
Yeah
I burn fire, squeeze this heat, lost 2 Gs like last week,
We turn tide, we don't sleep, park curb-side, slang cheese,
Keep 10 toe, reverse freeze, so
Etch-a-Sketch force,
Then sketched a masterpiece with a pencil
That's how lead fires, ink that black, crispy outlines,
UFO, ancient aliens, is how their head
a goner now, missing you is all I got left
I met you in a park back when I knew myself a lot less
I was a hot mess, you taught me how to cool my jets
the placement
Im from harlem money talks and snitches lay in holes like basements
Covered by dirt that's all we taut
If u real u will circle tight no holes
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