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Eulogy say when you die young: "A spirited chimp but you're quite dumb
Turned into old man at 21, wrote up a note and he bought a gun
Two weeks passed

This a story told by me
Little boy tryna get a dream lately
Little boy walking down street lately
Seen a blind girl die like he
She was the one
She

never falling
Never said that I'm flawless
Still calling unto the Lord
Trynna figure out what's my calling
I take it in by the moment
Think I know where

and physical well being! Congratulations. We are a little over half way done with this meditation series, and I want you to be able to keep going once the 21

feeling like 21 Pilots
I use to address you but you a opp now
So I switched up my stylist
I guess my style made bitches want to hop down
This shit might

depopulation
The nation
Defenseless
Against the true enemy
And the devil
Nigga I'm not
I'm protected
By the higher forces that be
I got
Angels walking with me

Hard Life

Mobb Deep

Filthy America...It's Beautiful

2016

(Life's difficult, death's easy
LOX, nigga, M-O-B-B, what?)

100 shots to the fuckboys, 21 salute to the real Gs
Live by the code, if I couldn't do that

Surrounded by shooters I feel like the Nets
Got 3 hoes all on me I’m feeling like Press
Pasto beating my chest like Jett
Fuck it I’m tryna catch flights on jet

notes
4:21 and I'm
Already on some
High shit
Watch your back
Now you just
Tell me where
The 5 is
View from 6
I'm walking like
I hit a
Lottery
777 counting

go[01:12.74]And, you so sold on him[01:14.21](Oue woah, woah)[01:14.85]I'ma show you, why I'm over him[01:16.78]When you leave me all by myself[01:19.19]I don't want

of nothing
See it's five hoods in my one hood
If you 21 then you done good
It's a rag to riches tryna scratch to get it
We just walking numbers to em,

Watch that nigga body
Drop
Disrespectful mutha fucker
That's another opp
Chop him down
Much longer til we bust
That nigga now
Big clock
Gun him down

the rank
I don't care if you know frank
All your talking is poppycock
It's all insured by Plymouth Rock
I'm spitting hit and runs
Ask ghost I got a Tommy gun

of person who'd do it 
I'm just speaking of things I've seen in the emergency unit 

Welcome to the South side 
Where you get clapped just for walking by 
Got

Quick to Back Down

Nas

Blazin' Hip Hop and R&B, Vol. 2

2004

shooting and laughing
My ratchet blast on top of you bastards
Committing sins in Cincinnati
We'll drive by in all black caddy's
A 21 gun salute
Your

heartbreak is like
And forever is gone
Whatcha gonna do about it?
Red light run
Walking with a loaded gun
She gonna burn another one
On a red light red light

nobody walking 
Stay on Burbon St if you come visit New Orleans 
I can't save myself all I could tell you is be cautious 
My grandma know I carry guns all

and keen
Blow your brains out with his gun for messing with his trees

Don't get shot by the old man
Don't get shot by the old man
Don't get shot by the old

away nd I got me a 50
I'm a get my shit back if my shit done got stole
I'm a leave holes in somebody children
I'm a walking lick two guns like John Wick

You know I done got real tired of all this being humble shit nigga
2-1-S-T M-O-B
7-0- heavy on the 4 nigga lets go!
J-A-Y! (21st Holla At Us!)
Please

Rex ruger
Malo uh huh
Twelve twenty one
12:21 and we just got outside
Tough love baby yeah sober cobra
Life been
That tough love shit
Life been that

on the edge

I like living on the edge, quite literally
I've been camped by the storm as shrubbery

You see me walking inside a dank shrubbery

I'm about to get

gotta ask me you see how it is

Yeaa nigga this is my life
You can catch me up on a hill hella high while I'm smoking on a hike
I'm walking to the top no

dead, could I be walking into trouble bang bang , you let em’ talk for nothing , homeboy you let em’ snitch em’ out , that be the shit that you talk