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Walking down this road in Bethlehem
Nights and nights passed on and on but the King He had a plan
To be born in a stable, no room for them in the Inn

And time is always on our side
I'm saving up my dimes
To help us build a life
But how does that work
And where will we go
I'll keep you by my side
Just

we won't leave a trace
Bitch, we hittin' the road

Got my heat in December
You know it get cold
And we takin' this shit
Cause we know you ain't like

Trouble Downtown

Out on highway number nine
Three cars pull up from behind
Passing by and slowing down
On the black top road at the edge of town

the rest
I don't take no rest
Girl like Tilapia
Came with the mafia
Raised in Bosnia
Long hair like Rasta
Blessed by the pastor
Never had a mother
Came with

Losing my faith by the day, discouraging me 
Getting higher than cG and Lavine 

Run a mile so you see what I see
Getting tired everyday a repeat
Flash

and it's one thing to do it
cnd it's one thing to claim it, and it's one thing to prove it
One staple in my life, and that one thing is music
cnd you think

can walk downtown, plastic cup with a drink
So I hit the road, pack my flow
Oh delay, Vamanos, peep the south coast
Paint blue for the ghost
Within

on this 3.5, i'm so gone
My friends they back on me, so I don't wear V-Lone
I just hit the road by myself, yeah, I'm alone
I do the dash, I'ma get the cash

far
I'm a star like Ringo
Music is my art
I can't lose here like Van Gogh

Miniature literature taught by sinister ministers
And I witnessed the visit

both so far, from home
cnd though we made promises
Some things in life you can't control, so

PR1
How could we have known that our last date
Would be

a toothpick
I was in the closet geeked when I recorded ruthless
I live my life with no regrets
You gon have to sue me
Better yet you gon have to shoot me
Better

When they sleeping I'm working
Can't sale my soul 4 nothing
Swear to God i dey give dem life
I be that nigga way  dey
Give dem vice
Way dey give dem

to red suns turned blue
Phase in not time black dust for you
Life is disarray
And we must flee; it clings to me

Wetwork magic

Momentum
Take my hand as we

In the vast cosmic arena
Rivers of blood spilled by the kings
Every creator and every destroyer
From this distant vantage point
Masters manipulating

Blastin' past the dispatch with the devil by my side
Smoking gun, the spokes have spun, I'm strapped for one last ride
Wheel and deal, a steed

sings
Time isn't in their favor
No life doesn't just pause
But years down the road when they're both alone
There'll be comfort in the memory

So hold me

I was, born under the stars
It was mad early I had come in the dark
And that's when my whole life started coming apart
I was strugglin' my mother put

on
Wear my Stetson with it's hillbilly charm
I'm going back to my boots!

By tonight I'll be hittin' those old dirt roads
Boldly going where no city folk

restore
I can take you shopping buy you Fendi and some Dior
Finaly found peace like sandy beaches by the seashore (yeah yeah)
What's your plan nigga
Yeah

his dreads
Now, when I was younger, I thought that I would be a fuckin' thug
They see my life and claim that we ain't have to get it out the mud
I done

provoked by those who know
All about that road
That ain't been paved without the ones whose names above them all
See it's all getting exposed
No matter what

Took a ride out to nowhere west
In a listless fog I was barely dressed
Only on the road an hour when I knew
There's a hill where the trucks get

alone
Asking her why
Why she gotta leave
When you're sitting by yourself
Asking her can you stay, please

But she'd never come back
And your stuck with