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through these symptoms like an  athlete
Know I should get tested but it ain't cheap 
1200 bucks- that ain't enough if you ask me 
If you've got it too, then

’til I get powers 

And I don’t want to sound sour 
I’m not cocky, just louder 
Trying to make myself prouder 
You’ll regret if you doubt her, yeah

One

He don't make mistakes, you a dime, aye yuh uh
In my bag, every single time, aye yuh uh
God got me in His hands, I'm always in my prime
Cause my God

the lock?"
Fighting these demons i box
Had me down bad on my knees til I picked up the rock
Now when they come they get socked
Cannot be stopped I been

don't expect it then
It's almost like a hug to get one yeah you gotta give
Let's accept peace, and stop defending evil
I'll break my neck to speak against

Can't stop the grind so the money gonna stay stacked
Acey the explorer carry bitches like a backpack
How you talk shit and disappear human Snapchat
How

potion
Yes, I don't wanna live in here, better if they disappear

Drop a word, they'll get you killed, all them lips better be sealed
Don't believe me well

to suit
Run back to the father nah daughter
Many gonna laugh at rebuke
But on the day of the Lord
When he draws for the sword
You don't wanna get caught

doors not as
Heavy as my heart (I can't breathe)
I thinkin Blue Cross might not be enough!
(It's not enough) veteran of 4 wars by 19
Lord knows that he's

Windmills blasting amplifiers starting up my day
I don't know what I want
And I can never get enough
I've been labelled insatiable
Playing with my demons

Gone with my own painting
The whole house smelt of smoke
The whole place smells of chemicals
I sit smuggling the flame
I don't want you here
Although

to be
When is enough too much?
To awaken from sleep?

Wake up America
Oh say, can you see?
Wake up America
By the dawn's early light

Think we're due for

sniffin' Ra while sellin' cocaine
Trapped in the game, not knowin' how to stop and get by
To live it alive, so instead they live it to die
Can we please have

wanna blow my brains out

I don't care about anything
Burn me down til i'm everything
I'd be better off as a memory
So I'll see you there in eternity

infinite
Laying down, 'til you get it
Don't count favours
Count your brethren
Shoot your shot
Smith and Wesson
Count your Blessings
Back to the Bunker

her, just don't have what it takes
I've only trained myself to carry weights of the world, or carry faith
But either way, when you love me it's

out
To get you stuck and punch ya lights out
Or catch a car at the light and snatch the wife out
And beat the ho up if you don't give the dough up

for Luv when it get deep
Shit can be tricky cause dese niggas start to envy 
Ion think you niggas really even know me
Don't speak up on the past that's

nunchucks
Paper and pen is all I need to get you lovestruck
But that's enough of that, now bring it back homie
It's all attached homie, I'm the full package

trying to feed us
Mama that's enough for me but you deserve more
That's why I'm in this store with this '44 tucked in my dungarees
We gotta get it by

to the sky, put my people on
Wow! They know Flippy, I'm the guy right by Flippy arm
Now it's time for D'sta, I won't stop til you niggaz know him
Tiddy pay

a record player
Drunk messages don't match up with the sober words you saying (They never do)
Now you got me venting out my feelings on these pages
Took me

Okay I got 1, 2, 3, 4 doors on the whip
Gon' get ready, be there 'round 5 don't you forget
No we ain't rollin' through the 6 it's the D
But I got 'bout 7

about my chances
Let's make this time around romantic
I guess
You don't want to call me your man yet
But I'm just tryna get my hands wet
Hands wet what's