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honestly true, I said it was enjoying the view
Appreciating the sounds, smells, or senses you can
But the anger just takes over and the crap hits the fan

I ain't really understand 'till I turned seven
Every year that go by
I try to understand why (I understand why)
Everytime someone born, somebody gotta

I ain't really understand 'till I turned seven
Every year that go by
I try to understand why (I understand why)
Everytime someone born, somebody gotta

I ain't really understand 'till I turned seven
Every year that go by
I try to understand why (I understand why)
Everytime someone born, somebody gotta

I ain't really understand 'till I turned seven
Every year that go by
I try to understand why (I understand why)
Everytime someone born, somebody gotta

I ain't really understand 'till I turned seven
Every year that go by
I try to understand why (I understand why)
Everytime someone born, somebody gotta

I ain't really understand 'till I turned seven
Every year that go by
I try to understand why (I understand why)
Everytime someone born, somebody gotta

niggaz it don’t matter the cost 
Feel the presence when I show you a boss 
Time is, he’ll be gone by tommorow 
I smack niggaz don’t you open ya jaw 
Clap

from Stalag 8 cries
You die in those trains young and old
And if this is his reach
The reach of their hate
To remember will haunt you till cold

Good morning
Good morning
Good morning, uh
Good morning
Yeah, Look
Darkness clouded over I mourn the light
Mourning sunrise
In my eyes, there's still

ain't phased
And won't make moves till it hurts 'em but by then it's too late
We're entering the third motherfucking act of the play
We need change

names
Wishing I could tell you that I love you when I shouldn't risk my heart
And how we fighting over petty things
I wonder if they know that all this

I want you to feel me
I lost everything when you left
But I'll wait for you till you're ready
Waiting by my phone for a call back
Waiting for my

I ain't really understand 'till I turned seven
Every year that go by
I try to understand why (I understand why)
Everytime someone born, somebody gotta

and start to freak out over
So if the summer comes, and faces start to creep you out again
I'm not someone's son, just a stranger who can be there for you

Hold him gentle by the scruff
As a child never rough
Shaping minds with love and stuff
Only changing while he's young
And he'll wait till he belongs

I'm sitting here writing these words
As you judge me when I speak
Your eyes so dead and hollow
No colour but grey I see

Your arms and mind are

be going strong 
Because I know that I've hardly been there
to hold you and tell you that I care
But no matter the weather
Now till forever
I'm always

and run or run with roc nation
Michelin star chef the private jets
Deals done gone till november nigga no wyclef
The right steps put u in position
Pick

I feel like I must just explain myself bru
N miyang stokkie means incense
And by incense what am I talking about
I’m talking about those little

And if you insist APD will be pullin you up by ya hand out a ditch like,
An old rag doll on a kid’s ride,
Don’t give a fuck if I’m disliked,
As long as I

Yeah i got numb to all emotions
I pray money make me focus up
Pour lean till i can't see straight
All them drugs is just a cover up
So gifted hope i

the matter with me! What must I do, help me!
So I'm entreating You, save me!
I'm quiet black for my sins those cry up to the Heaven
We are all rovers of sin...

you know I about
To get a gang or time

They found me guilty and now I'm confined
To an over-crowded cell in the county
For what's my boy said
They