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hallucinating
I got some bounds and bones away
I gotta get these bones all by the day
I was in Dallas with this money
Then I hit Houston within today
All my

for them I do not care who else will listen, 


Cuz I have got a vision, Like luther had that dream,
That one day there’s a kid who listens to the words

the day I put all of us on
And have them boys out in LA with me
Woah
These niggas know not to play with me
Yeah
No No No
30 shots in the glock and it stay

was a normal day for me 
Nothing new and nothing completely out of the norm
I received the call, the call that killed
The call that still gives me

of Usher
Why is that other sound       The House
not hidden by          of Usher
echoes of the storm?        shall stand.
             The House
But

not men?

we got bigger desks now
and all my ideas are carefully hidden 
on crumpled paper at my feet
starving for attention 
when the demon barely

of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't

prison
With this blunt tucked in my face
Like the tail between my legs when I find that I've been played
By the system in which we helped to create
Fuck

to change a few things

But maybe I changed the wrong things
Hope you enjoy this one
Part 4
Hidden Paradise

Don't know where I feel safe now
My own feelings

of plastic, made out of pigs.
Why bother to shower, there is no power, it was all built empty?
I could have been a lot bigger by now, but I've loved being

days of runnin them streets
So if i took it from you I was just tryina eat
I put another piece of my soul on another beat
Carvin out the grooves its

switch Rentals every three days fuck riding tags wit 30 days
Can't match my face to a whip dry cook we water whip
Dope boys ain't taking no L's unless it's

You struggle and strife trying to find
A rhyme to supply however your mind is fried
From getting so high you'll never get by

The age of 30 hurting your

We're the bottom of the barrel waiting in the shadows
We are the beautiful flowers hidden in the sprawling meadows
We are the under, under, underdogs

tomorrow or just excuse my complacence
I didn't think that I could near breathe on a daily basis
Without having her right by my side, our smiling faces

The world is getting so crazy, we in the last days
Why when you change for the better, some people push you away
Why they say they wish you well, but don't

By the faces that they're making when they see me rapping you would think I levitate
I'm procreating all these vibrations, hoping that my flow'll

Deep sighs when I exhale
Blowing out the stress well hidden
By my aura cos I'm poised
A silence in the room that leaves me doomed
In my head all I'm

chrome
Don't play me
I'm letting the cattle roam
Bro pay me
Step it up Or get to steppin' on
Get out my face you best be less annoying
Dig out ya grave

He said he like it
You wanna tune in one day

Telling my friend nigga this that one chase
Talking about nothing but the music

See the face on my

on these bitches
Like a Doberman 
It's check day nigga what
Recognize the time
At 7:30 in the morning boy
Rise and shine
Let's get this money up
Crackhead

I'm honest it's something that we all often see 
And when they're down on the ground they're telling them Not to speak 
I know too many faces, it's

angels, guess there's no angle, by which word could free me

I'm unsavable, won't make any progress, each time this game is over
Come back the next day

I'm backing in a GMC
Stacking paper like a printer printing sheets
Stash it away for a rainy day
50 minutes, 30 seconds, 7 plays
Getting to it by