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the rest of the planet
I don't go outside, I just sit here and panic
Life is a gift, and I'm not even present
Flashing right by and just like that it's

the wetiko?
Take a seat next to me and I'll speak what I think
Awake the beast, oh yes indeed, the weaker me can rest in peace
Plain to see after these planted

The sun brightening the day
My shadow showing me the way
Hoping it would stay
When the sun went down
It went away
Smile started to fade
Then i look

family it’s our time

Got me thinking
Hard work & no rest
For success, bring it

Don't seize on em homie
Man I ain’t even spitting
My Life is by design

this creation
I'm tryna make this fuckin' money, niggas dedicated

Time after time, I've been stabbed in my back
By these fake ass, wanna be niggas who

& Nesquik
Mix a hit record on an SSL desk, quick
I’m Destro, you some Cobra Commanders
My snare drums get frequently mistaken for hammers
Beats By Palumbo,

fears
Life completely changed I went one eighty
So before you play me think twice greatly
Cuz I got these rules in my brain already
Better get your pen

I Remember

Z-Ro

The Anthem

2005

Some of us made it some of us didn't, but still we got by
What about the good times, ain't too many but I remember
Stadium Bowl, the rest of the clubs

or methamphetamines
So what? It made me an extra buck when I was shit outta my life
You'd do the same thing homie if you were stuck

And I remember, when times was

a lot of y'all ain't ever believed
In hindsight, y'all been the key to my drive to succeed
I kept faith in what the rest couldn't see
What I imagine, it

I'm now embracing my grave
We may forgive
But won't forget
Can't let this world destroy us
Since the very beginning
I knew the life I was living
Would

Ima just have fun wid it fuck it
Keep it cool cause I ain't really tryn
Sink
And I ain't really tryn lose my life up In these streets
Ou I just want

worth it in the end I get to feed my kin 
How could that be a sin, since the rest of my friends are
Tied up with nooses
Battered with bruises
Scattered

All my niggas sellin' dinners like it's Ruth Chris
Niggas hate me but they vibin' to my new shit
Catch me with my jewels on and a cute chick
This is

Chant of the Thieves

Storyteller

Storyteller [1 Bonus Track]

stry: a thief what I am, I live in
The forest so deep
I earn my living by steeling gold, from the rich
Couse they can afford
Yes deep in the forest my

move on, oh move on
Me with me or me with you
Oh, move on

I gotta get it right
Cause with out you by my side
I ain't living life
Lately I've been

Swear to god I've been doing this
My whole damn life working hard
No sleep tomorrow nothing else feels right
Workaholic, I don't need no substance

visions are blurred by doubters who never heard
I trapped myself beneath my sorrows just so I don't get hurt
It didn't work I'm out here just losing myself

I love my life but I’m tired of living cheque to cheque,
I love the music but tired of getting no respect.
I love my people but tired of all

I love my life but I’m tired of living cheque to cheque,
I love the music but tired of getting no respect.
I love my people but tired of all

the rest of my feelings back where I left em
Stay on track with my brethren and move fast with my head on a swivel
Make this journey last and Manifest

your ever felt like you had no purpose and try take your life
It was dark but I saw stars every time I closed my eyes
I fell in love with some girls that

Mama want me to settle down but I've got Bigger goals
Promoters tapped in on my line talm bout Bigger shows
Spent all my life trying create something

furious
Assemble the line, rest in peace Don Cornelius
They heard I'm the plug, that's according to Edison
My niggas we made it, you might as well let us in