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he was passing some gas
Keron know the truth, he peeped y'all and laughed
See you next week, you boutta be thrashed
Don't ever wake me up for no

Probably think I'm crazy
Pulled over by police
They want me locked up
Illegally searched
Everything they say
Sounds so rehearsed
Hands behind your back
Now

(Don't Blink)
We taking it by force
With hostile intentions
Hostile
Hostile, yeah
(Hostile)
(Councel)
(Hostile) 
(Hostile)
You don't know left from

we can sit and we can talk it up
Been through this before and surely it ain’t the first
To Break a generational curse it be the worse
See a therapist

times I died
To feel alive
Possed by this thing that moves me
Yet eludes me
It's hard to focus on you
Cuz I'm sacred I might just lose me
The more you

the V (northside), got family in the Deep East (hunnids)
My Auntie from the Sucka Free, straight up out of HP
Church was on Clay street, vibing

want you to behave
Do the same yeah they want zombies to double as slaves

Oblivious to you but the media's
Owned by a privileged few
Don't believe me
I

time to choose
Instead of shooting and looting
MYPAT and MYLAT still recruiting
Tell dem youth men chant it
Before a next church bell chime
Poverty ain't

every moment and try not to blow it
It's hard to push past how I feel, I try not to show it
I got mountains in my way but I had to keep growing
I got

Oh yeah! We want to switch it up on you a little bit
We want to put this one in the studio
You see, we got a real important message for ya
And we

While poor people are striving hard
Politicians plotting wars
You show up in the private jet and
I ain't even got a car
Research gives great rewards? Feed

and they stare if you don’t 

Always did my own thang, I been living by the hustle 

There ain’t ever been a time where anybody love me, shit

I get up out

Call me the devil (Devil)
Call me the devil (The devil)
Call me the devil (Call him the devil)
This one no be church but listen and be blessed

NON-SENSE

LISTEN I'M POINT A ARROW WITH A ARCHER
WHEN TIMES GOT HARD IT WAS TIME TO GO HARDER
I'M A LIVING MARTYR AND MY CLIQUE LIVING MARTYRS 
BREITLING

hear it when I talk
You know Im the best, you want a feature, it’s gone cost
I am the ape so they call me the beast
Most of my niggas be throwing up B’s

a church boy, but inside he's still a thug
He was fired from his job, so he thinks of selling drugs
He holding on by a thread that was stitched with love
He

world
I lost my grandma the other day
November 7 two thousand eight
Always used to say
I'm proud of you Brad for making music
Keep it up
Never stop
Be bop

to graduation
You became world class
Good thing you studied the greats
In that great school of hard knocks
Where every day's a new exam so you examinated

I Hop out of bed
Walk out and flex
She wanted love
I wanted sex
Get out the way
You know I'm up next
Get out my face
You know how it gets
Atlanta

All I Think About

Bad Meets Evil

Southpaw [Music from and Inspired by the Motion Picture]

2015

From the moment I go to bed 'till I wake up
All day, this is all I can think about, baby (Oh, yeah)
So I go straight at opponents' heads with this

I've been to church the place of worship even walked in spirit
But in the end my flesh was the realest see
I still believe in God though we ain't talked

Nun but a penny to my name
When and get some money
Ash said you better get some
Sleep im still out here thugging
Thugging
I get caught up in
My

making a mess
Been up for weeks
I don't get me no rest

Stackz say we got about 8 of them left
My little church bitch tell me I'm blessed
She knows

know they still digging
Diamond in the ruff
Doggy you ain't much
You was hard in the morning
But left soggy by my lunch
Guess the white flow soak you up