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believe that I'ma always keep you in my prayers
Days go by and life goes on
But the memories stay the same
Sometimes I cry when I'm all alone
Wishing you

Y'All Scared

OutKast

Aquemini

1998

to white and got everyone's undivided attention
Cause your daughter is on it and you can't hide it
Maybe your son tried it, rehab too crowded
You scared,

Uh bul, before I dim your lights and end
Your life attempting to fend your life
It's punches when I write like the paper and
Pen was in a fight all I

syphilis
Your pops be turning in his grave
Never thought he had a bitch for a son Damn! he died in vain

Everyone close to you is getting a shot
Ion care if

match this

Trip rope
Stacked up danger
Say they got the best hits smacked up later 
They don't see me coming like a smashed up radar
Cash up later all in

can't rhyme
And if it wasn't for Charlie Mack
You wouldn't even have a house to
Have a house party at you can hardly rap
All you do is make party tracks

to sacrifice the pawns?
I've see the Devil in the flesh and tried to grab him by the horns
It's been death after death without havin' time to mourn
Have you

up in my brain
The number one spot is all of what I Krave
Venom in my pen when I write on the page
And on my grave they'll say I was great
And when I'm

on your heart, when He whispers this up in your ears
Sayn "my son don't fear", I've been which you all yo years
Through blood and tier, and forever my son

nothing and we all deserve to fucking die

False prophets speak for the Father
Wearing death like a Medal of Honor 
Digging graves for your sons and your

to get two mill' a month
I know Dre happy that she signed that prenup
Dre my nigga, his business all in the street (all in the street)
How much of that

Open Letter

Lil Wayne

Tha Carter V

2018

of an impression on my kids 
To be destined to have blessings to believe in, Lord
Just got off the phone with my son
Told him, "You a son of a gun"
Just got off

DUST AND SAND


Narrator

Revealed in all its bright, surface tensions bound to collide
Timeless place calm and long, concealed by eyes in a desert

the time I left school in the evening, check the time it was 4 in the morning
 Droppin tracks now I’m gettin endorsements.
N****s I thought was solid , was

healthy, alive 
Then I failed in my mission - rather be dead than 
Stale and indifferent I won't worry what gets me by 
To die at twenty five and be buried

tracks into fucken scraps
My words are weapons I don't need a strap
As a matter of fact you can scratch all that
I'm the man in black
And that's a fucken

ignoring me, bruh
I'll be flying with a full tank of gas
On ether
If you from the block, watch y'all sons
Watch y'all daughters, 'cause I saw murder

my circumferance
It’s like traveling the seven seas 
And last without a compass
Lured in by the sirens 
I’m Poseidon spitting violent storms
I’m here

the whole planet's in debt we owe quite a tall stack
But it's literally impossible to pay it all back because money is debt
Created with interest, you

like pottery
Till there he lay
And then time would be picking petals
Off flowers that lie by his grave

Grave mistake fucking with me
I could take you in

Only a Pawn in Their Game

Morrissey

California Son

2019

the gun
He'll see by his grave
On the stone that remains
Carved next to his name
His epitaph plain
Only a pawn in their game

and the one who make Son shine uh
We sons and daughters of the Most High
We soul tied
If we gonna walk make sure ya yoked right uh
I'm so tired of seeing fake

in order I'm very meticulous
They tried to copy my style but they flopping
I'm flipping it, pivoted, shifted it, lifted it
Just to let all of these

away
Grace on display
Saved for You

We once were orphans
Now sons and daughters
Now we belong to You
Our sin was great
But Your grace was greater
All