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me in
Give me your love keep this game alive
Cause we're about to win

My heart's been training for all these years
I've come too far to lose
We hit

dig these bars
From palm trees, to bomb green, if it all seems
Like we're living in the land of dreams, by all means
Forever, rockin that, purple

home
Surrounded by broken glass, surrounded by young peers, that speak with a broken tongue
That followed the scent of gunpowder from broken rose petals

Piece of Mind

Joey Bada$$

B4.DA.$$ [LP]

2015

a heart beat before the verse finish
But life goes on, basic rules still apply
And you can feel that lot in any hood that you live by
From Flatbush,

Where I question a lot of shit
The drug game, these niggas, bitches, religion and politics

Become the boss from serving I'm still getting dollar tips

fasho
On some P+B shit from head to toe, like

Remember the gift of all gifts?
You wrote about it on our very first trip
We died together a million times

lyrical
Ya mans he can give a hoot 

In the midst of my dreams it seems
I've been fairly mean in the scheme Of things
By line of dna it's my seem of genes

knew the shock of suddenly hearing from me after
all these years was overwhelming and I was hoping that
all the time that had passed would heal the deep

of my heart
Embrace all my scars
I'm finally free
Unbind from my ties
Now I know what it's like
To feel you can fly
Hot air the ego, rise above

IB and OB and MB and PB and VB

And California
You will be missed

From there I headed up to the mind fuck that is L.A
Hooked up with my friend Billy

to last, got a lot of love in my mind
But they hate this craft, rather see me running behind
Getting undermined, by the fine print of society
Shooting from

living in hearts
How its a art to my arteries I'm givenchy with spots
My dawgs I'm hurt by the way that niggas contain all they praise when I'm dropping

living in hearts

How its a art to my arteries I'm givenchy with spots
My dawgs I'm hurt by the way that niggas contain all they praise when
I'm dropping

bee
From nine-to-fives to L-O-Cs
That was just a ghetto dream
'Cause where we come from
These type of things niggas never see
From where the fiends

reminisce about you kissing me
Heart break from a heart attack
Will make you throw yo life away
I can't even think clear in my head
Damn it's a foggy day
I

storylines
Its the art of war
The heart, the glory
Mandatory for a chance to be immortalized
Polarized by the pageantry
The prestige and tradition of triumph

at the ready
Haven't yet met the mark that has had the heart to dead me
Not since I already died, a bounty hunter returned from the grave
I'm like the Jonah Hex

side[00:25.44]I'm coming for the[00:26.31]I done came from Ohio underrated[00:28.39]My motivation is to be the one that truly made it[00:31.29]My observation is no

something wrong
Blinded by the fear of missing out, I want to live for the here and now
Baby please, hear me out, I need a few more clips in the highlight

My pleasent darling
My tender light
from seeking after seeking
I’ve been tempted by your delight

accept my gratitude 
in exchange of your immense

respected by wolves, you niggas would've been dinner
You finna fold under pressure, I guess my heart is just bigger
I seen the lowest of lows, and I was

and thanked him for his kind words. Encouraged by the interaction, it swam off with a new sense of confidence.

As Jack continued on his walk, he encountered

of context
Don't carry a rubber, but always practice safe sex
I'll watch any kind series that you're into
By the end of season one I'll probably like it too