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to bequeath
That to the Majority that don’t care it’s all Black Underneath

“Survival of the Fittest”?, I live my life to the Fullest
I can Blow Your Mind

Zoot with the chip, the ratio’s shit but the ammi was cool

Raised by a single mum
Working to bring the funds
She was the lessons the family taught

Must

Zoot with the chip, the ratio’s shit but the ammi was cool

Raised by a single mum
Working to bring the funds
She was the lessons the family taught

Must

real
Money talk thats a podcast
Say things you going to walk back
Johnny Cash dressed in all black
Ain't a kickback I just sit back
Count three stacks

White flashing lights
Dance with yellow lines
A stop in a quiet town
Cold night without a sound
Heavy eyes from the drive
And the long year behind
It

Teenage dream by Katy Perry never made sense to me
When I would listen on the radio in mom's backseat
I never thought I'd get a summer love

put on some
Pink and stop tryna be hard
Say they want the real rap like Big
And Pac put 'em in charge
But I could take that "Rap God" flow
Out my ass

Here we are, all alone by ourselves
A moon of lavender above us all

Well, this life's just a stoop
My soul is resting on
Before you know

I was walking after dark under that Sauron-like eye
Constructed by this big town's Puritan mind
When I saw a little crack in the black of the sky

(Sunshower, Just a sign of the power)
(Of loving you, Oh baby)
(Sunshower, Got me by the hour)
(Wanting you, Oh baby)

(This is for supervision

MY MUSIC IS 99 CENTS AND TOO LONG/
SO GO AHEAD AND POP IT IN ON YOUR WAY TO THE RALLY/
NOBODY BLACK STAGE THERE, WE ALL LIVE IN THE VALLEY/
HIDDEN

Smokestacks been doin me whack 
Lack luck black cat bad habits in my habitat 
Got No inspiration or explanation why 
Time go by the paint go dry the artist cry

my head tell me that I'm under attack
Pray to god they ain't gonna check what the hell in my bag
All-black Jansport loud as hell in the back
Cutting

the emotional side

What's the point in trying if this
End result of dying sits
Persistently encloaked in dimness
Life can't thrive controlled by digits

I know

to stop him
Casablanca, it's a drama, gotta catch my flight
Wish I remembered lazy days and every hazy night
But those the days I fade away and be

train, couldn't stop it
It's a curse, you're a charm
Black purse on your arm
It's a damn cold night ruined by wishing on fallen stars

You get up, I

this, hustle life,
You're the copy, of the copy, it's by design,
Ke-mo sah-bee, I'm wasabi, you're out of line,
.why you imitators always copy all my

shorty needed was healing
Gravitate to pain 
It's the closing thing to addiction
Trapped up in the trenches 
ct war like we enlisted
Young black and gifted

for her people,
She was prepared to lose her life let alone her wealth, 
She refused to watch her people get swallowed by evil,
I'm not saying stay in

it for free

Coppin' the deuce
I like mine by the three
Fuckin' these bitches
We all had a piece

Never trip off a bitch
Cause they like the geek
Skeet

let’s go
Black Presidential I’m feeling like Barack 
Out On parole 
Smoking fruit no apricot
R:
No Bathin suite I Gota Bad Bitch on da Yacht-
U Niggas

When you count it by the years
It doesn't seem so long ago				
But when I stop and look back
On all the times that we had
I can't remember anything

Not For Sale/Natural Beauty
By: Shauna Mckenzie, Jerome Campbell, Patrice Barte-Williams, cndre Morris 


(Verse)
cint built like a super model
No

meet his maker when he off his feet
Prepare the execution
By the time I'm done with you, you gon stop movin
Prepare for the comedown
I ain't gonna push