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that I’m lost but I look down at my side
If it’s you who’s right there everything’ll be alright in these
City lights
City dreams
All these faces
Yet it’s

boys, it was not slow,
I'll tell you there's no worse hell on earth than the range of the buffalo.

Our hearts were cased with buffalo hocks, our souls

We live in interesting times. We live in very comfortable times. We've all gotten very comfortable over the years. But there are some of us who take

Brothers in arms at any time i can be seen
With blood on my garms
Let the beat breathe for a minute man
Lewi White yo, look

There's so many

Strat, Alex, Kenny b
My mother, lil sister, and the plugs that had my back
I’ll never forget about the people that were there from the jump
The mothafuckas

was cool
But internally, I felt like the dunce on a stool
Don’t wanna play by your rules
You playin me like a fool
Ay ride around the city gas tank

And through this whispering wall
There's another that won't speak at all

But somehow I know you're considering this
By the end of the night we will kiss our

here to talk your ear off
Corner group I'll make sure the front peeps all hear y'all
These aren't the things you just shake off with a few beers dawg
Nor

matter but listening to music that be talking about black on black cuz I'm stubborn 
Maybe that's why there's still slavery going on in Africa
Maybe that's

do...

She waits for you by the stage
So glittering and engaged
Much too late for you to engage
In awkward silence
Say the word and she'll always be there

Miami
G's in our pockets
Pullin' out on these bitches like tubs and crocket

Verse Two: Huddy Combs

When there is cheddar to get
Huddy be ready to spit

I wasnt there
I'm in the living room, I'm drunk and im lashing out
Grandpa tryna tell me that its gon be ok
I got up that mornin smokin feelin like

I'm a stick with my pad and my pen
Cause theres a good chance this shit is gonna happen again
My pockets is thin
I don’t wanna live
People struggling

Cross my heart I'll be there
You know that mommy cares 'cuz you're my priority
It's something that you need? You rely on me
Swear you're my homie. There

live
Knah I'm sayin so hold ya head homie
The number ain't changed I'm a always be
There waiting on y'all phone call, 100!

there can be food on the table every night

You're not dad Darrel, and you're not mom either, so stop tryn'a be!

fucked up
Mom I'll let you go first
I've been there for you through thick and thin
And I love you so much
It hurts me to see you suffering like this and I

There's only one reason that I wrote this rhyme
It's so I could have fun with rap, one mo' time
All I need is one mic, a pen and an instrumental
Do

scarred from it 
Yeah there's some streets you wouldn't even leave a car on it 
But do we live up to the rep that we've earned? Far from it 
But Chiedu hit

covered by the blood homie
Walk into the enemies camp
Cause I was sent there to stomp and stamp
Out everything that is evil 
And my orders come from your

King Jay (Teeze)

Now they paying, know what I'm saying?
Gettin that money

Teezë Hussein I be blazing the pot
I fool on the track, I bang that shit

the patience to run through the offense
Im bout to go do it myself

Cant have anyone else doing what i be doing I cant be out here giving no help
There is no

used to be what I hated the most,

Still keep your toothbrush next to mine,
It's one of those little things, yeah
Days go by but I hate the nights,

I

to be on my way don't you try to stop me boy i'm gone
Official, i'm taking all my love to go
And I don't want the mess no more
You had your chance