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chose a woman over blood, it was simple
Calling me a racist name 'cause I move my pencil
Fuck a father figure for the farthest man from cripple
When you

you the split it type
Demons all around me, prayer'd up
I ain't living right
Unky got some bully off the leash
Had to hit it twice darrelle Revis
Pick

Around Your Head

I walk around like this town's latest clown
The fingers point and the eyes do stare
But it's you who digs the simple rhymes I bare
You me

risky
We never blush, we don't cover up
And if you're pondering our meaning, stop wondering
We're here to eliminate hate, that simple
It's vitally

It's Tripp
Yeah I Could Fall A Yeah, I got a beat in my head Look
Long night without my dad I couldn't fall asleep
Getting hungry thinking should I

drop a dime I give a fuck if it was change
I told that bitch a couple lies but I ain't never say no name
I got alibis fa days but do no talkin
Let my

Remember that song that says
It’s about time to listen to Boom Shaka
Well tonight you gotta listen to what I gotta say
On Brenda Fassie’s Weekend

can't see no nigga in my lane
Diamonds blinding me
Its the Dream Team we move like the Teen Titans
Yeah, Ran him down and reload 50
Thats what I call

getting paid today
Like a good day, ice cube, ain't spray that AK
Like 50
Ain't dead when they came and tried to get me
Now I keep that 40 on me
Case they

's all in the airway, uh[00:19.50]She want that yin and yang[00:21.01]That connection got her feening now[00:22.90]Intensity at it's finest[00:24.74]But

the devil had it out for me
Little did he know
I had some angels looking out for me 
Touch not my anointed &
Do my prophets no harm
By His word I shall abide

thousand on my feet
I'm a motherfuckin' boss, it's gon' cost to talk to me
He ain't talkin' 'bout no money, must be speakin' Chinese
Fell in love with

50 racks ina Fanny 
Feel like I won a Grammy I Was raised by my granny
Hot off a lick wit my brudda in a Cameory
My bitch a street fighter I call her

Lead by example I ain't no teacher at all
Learn not to throw my pearls to swine, they'll devour your heart Focus on the purpose player that's where

it 

Don't lemme out 
These niggas ain't ready 
Just hold on now 
Don't make me have to chase you 
Ga e ga e ga e what's going? 
Ga e ga e ga e I'm

or Asian or Haitian
So I'm chasing all the way to Sonny's front stoop
Where I'm confronted by a small group in suits
And to them I"m a youth
So it started

of bitches straight to San Quentin
See how they like getting fucked by some villains, man I'm livid
Let me chill - 'cause I ain't even real political
Some shit

the bullshit, she aint looking for no sequel
A lil street but kinda sweet, she say I'm here equal
We do the most, baby lets toast, like its a new year
Everything

coming by
Now the good got my mind occupied and when it's good and it's true then it's mine
She been praying and weeping in secret she was sowing a seed

song
I was on the low when things went wrong (Went wrong)
My feelings got hit by storms (by storms)
And still I made it out, I'm strong
More alive than I

(Please don't leave me)
(If I have a chain I'd wear it, In hopes that it brought genies)
Please don't leave me
If I have a chain I'd rub it, In hopes

Dirty Cash *echoes*
Dirty Cash *echoes*
Yeah, uhh
[singers] Uhhh! Blue Angels, Blue Angels, Blue Angels!
Yo, yo, yo
Yo it's the ghetto diplo',

ain't charge me for rent
Yea my stroke worth every dollar and cent
It was the gin in the text that I sent
Emotions be bottled up I cop a fifth

Shawty

word to Crescent
I grab the bull by the horns I'm aggressive
And if you move like a pawn I'mma press it
I'm a God you a peasant
I live in the present