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Dreams

Tela

Double Dose

2002

the heart to hold me back

Blushin' in this 40 ounce, lettin' the ink from my pen bleed
Cause Martin Luther King had a (dream)
Aaliyah had a (dream), Left Eye

Dreams

Game

Much Dance 2006

2005

take more than a bullet in the heart to hold me back

Blushin' in this 40 ounce, lettin' the ink from my pen bleed
'Cause Martin Luther King had

Clipped in and I’m cockin drive-by stalkin
Fuck that car! I’m still walkin
("Buddy boy") don’t fuck with the

"The niggas, the jews, the niggas, the jews"

they don't know what you been facing
Want my grandma to see the day
That I make it want the stress off
So I could quit the waking and baking
Back in 2018

the darkness.
I hope that I’m wrong, that you didn’t depart us.

I don’t think you did, cuz late that night at home. 
Mom was at the table, in the corner by

was me, J_Slime, and D-Mo, and you know
We run this town
Dow gets a call from the homie Rose I'm like, Nadia, don't get hit by a hose
Standing here,

I wanna know what's going on like I hear Marvin/
They stopped teaching Black History Month,
I beg ya pardon/
Ima take it back to Martin Luther King

Words and Music by Eric Grow 
Vocals Michael Lusk 
Recorded Nashville TN.
lyrics
It's been a long time since I heard your voice. 
It's been even

smoking up the fire
Toking up desire as I hope to save my bible, I'll be back, 
Just hold up, hold this writing while I stroke my lighter
Cigarettes stink

Hoss, bro I got you
Know what I'm saying
These niggas don't be keeping that shit a hundred
These niggas like to keep that shit 55, 76, 83
Nah, fuck

Head shots Goliath vs David
We've been through hell and back like Eric Draven
Praying aint the last words we saying
No biting the dust when its victory

Yeah, yeah hold up
Kd2 shit
(Hit-Boy)
Ayy, hold up, c'mon, whoa
Right back at this
Right back
Right back, hold up, whoa

High on life
Drunk

daddy plays pinky, and his nose loves it
Plus I'm the poster child and I hold it in
I cannot trust a bitch who just fucks to win
Eric Garner got choked,

I don’t gotta back 400 years
i can go back 2 weeks and the message still clear
That the outcries and tears falling on deaf ears and its clear
Knees

People wanna hate now cause Eric don't wanna hang out
Homie, that's ok, I'd rather take my lady out for steakhouse
I don't play around, I bang with a set
I

the morning, I guess I must've overslept
Gotta get my thoughts together now and hold my breath
Ah, stand and stretch, shoot my man a text
He shoots me back

real hard not to fret 
Listen, boy
Told you already that y'all ain't changing shit
Now back up out my face
You should know by now this range is legit

must be mad, or mentally minded
You have been blinded, don't get excited

By this fighting, battling, ruling
Better yourself, boy just go to school

something and it sure feels good
So why don't I feel like I should
Like I haven't done all that I could?
 

(Eric)
When i go walking in my neighborhood

Hold up rewind hit a bitch three times
I dont wanna fuck just suck me no feline
Got a bitch hitting high notes no Celine Dion Bitch I feel neon
Look

you loose, time don't wait for no man, so you better get off your ass
Now a nigga out the blue, A nigga can't hold me back, A nigga can't hold me back

a crook
Take money off the books
Just as long as I'm liked
By a rich man's wife?
OK, hold up i can't rap about doing crime
But if I actually do crime,

put the wedding back together
First, we broke it up
But we made it better (better)
Nobody makes fun of me in anyway
Cause I got Mike by my side

paid
New chain I’m enslaved
Since back when it was
Back lashes on my Kinte
Don't break bread with em
Give a fuck what yo friends say
As long as yo momma