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would kill me to be not alive right now

It's been a year and a day got hit with the ricochet
And now we're leaving cheap flowers by your grave
Made

words
Followed by a lotta good people that I love
And what's better is that I know I'm being watched from above
My homies don't know the half of it
I keep

All-Stars' which was founded
By Arnold Schwarzenegger
In 1992 if you would like
To hear more, go to Stevie's
Video in the URL given
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to shine forreal
I been praying for better days
Like the hulk im turning green
All this money in these Gsss
Yea im a star
If you my brother right or wrong

heard of you
Don't take it personal
We still got ways to go
Living life the way it goes
Bring the bag in by the loads
I won't get in your way
But I'll

and her birthday in July just like me
She a freak, she get geeked, off the weed, off them beans
On the drank, what you thank, baby girl let’s hit the lane

the night
Roaming through the darkness
Like my heart's Tony Starkest
The night's starless
Is my future star kissed
I wander from the bar pissed
Got a track

cops cause I look like a 
Hippie repeatedly frequently unequally 
Please officer won't you stop searching me
But it's no big deal y'all just doin' your

the night
Roaming though the darkness
Like my name was Tony Starkest
The night's starless, my future is star kissed
I wander from the bar pissed
Gotta track

Over tired felt like a star high for some hours
She say you is real different rolling up and she smoking
Told her I been talented Dave chappelle stand up

got this bih blushin'
Twin from the east but his backwood is Russian

When I'm in that mode I'm barely gon pick up the phone, I ignore your texts
Skinny

to life
Inside your head
All comfy now, my love
Let the machines go beep
Draw their squiggles on the graph
That's only half the story
So you just sleep

finish
See the wrong gimmick a part Driven by all Fiction
It's contradiction
You understand the flow is non Tradition
The composition truly ill yo I got

Stick 'Em

Cha Cha

What's the Worst That Could Happen?

2001

a tab (???????) back to your pad
Be lucky if a broad drop you mad to the lab
After that we stab, look backwards and laugh
take a bottle in the air
Two

the minute
I should charge by the day
I know life sucks for you leaches
Side eyeing from the bleachers
Looking at the stars tryna reach us
I'm just getting

clucking
You really lucky you stuck with me
So just stick around
The way I'm living, it ain't lovely
Hug me like a youngest child
Need it now, if you can

All you chicken head hoes get
Yo ass off the floor

Yeah nigga, yeah nigga
I got gold teeth nigga
I'm from the street nigga
You got some beef nigga
Yeah

to Mars, like OMG (OMG)
What you know about bars from man like me
Well I set the bar high for the man to reach
As I lookup to the stars for the man to be

Hit the block hustling hard, get it by any means
Don't give a damn 'bout no police and fuck my enemies
Big ups to all my haters, thank GOD that you envy

This one a letter to the old me
Just lend me your
Ear before you go to sleep
Holding that pain
That was inside of me
Just open your mind
I'll bet u

like your impression
I think you a snitch, imma cut the connection
I grind everyday ,Like a coastline profession
Like boys from the hood ,And I better

come back from the dead with a pen and pad, Ive been working hard for a red carpet spread in Cannes, I get into rap and make you bob your head to this

deserve-deserve no
Still you laid your whole life down
Such a giver whoa
Now I'm finna-finna go
Tell the world how you changing me from the inside yo

So I pull up

star-struck. They're all salivating like ravenous cartoons.

Waltz around the room with a glaze in your stare.
In your tuxedo suit.
I will give it a name.
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