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Sun Tsu by: QuinFlow 

I destroyed myself so I can find a new level
No limitations in my circle while I'm stacking up medals 
Don't give a fuck about

Inanity Over Christmas

Madness

The Business

1992

falls from the skies
To settle upon each and everyone's back

Chimney sweeps take to the streets
In the ongoing situation
Pages freeze upon your

initially
Officially love and lust
Accompanied by misery
So obsessed with company
Watchin' how you move, how you walk
Where your compass be
Even when you move

accepted by reality but shit ain't feeling naturally 
I naturally 
See that I am actually 
Not another nigga but a man who gonna gradually 
Master thee

mother and her fucking grandmother
Fear and anxiety set in my biology
Studied chemistry, never got good grades
But I'm street smart, I know exactly what

happen in a moment
From my yard to the streets
I guess somewhere I lost my focus
You judge me
Look at me like trash
I'm hungry
I just need that cash
Winter

honor to stand here before you
Tonight perhaps, like the great
Maestro Riccardo Muti
I am not used to standing in front of
An audience without

When the music slows and the pages thin
And my restlessness falls asleep
I get into my car and drive
Past girls' houses

Streets I always go down

seeing a crook
Last night I went fishing
Without a hook
Cause I don't really wanna hurt nothing more like volleyball wanna set something free
Cause who am

schmuggeln
Mit Familienkreisprotection, sie wollen street sein in Texten
Doch hatten nie eine Action, um das im Reallife zu betten
Seit wann machen diese

I am trouble in the flesh, you can't see me with the Hubble
We ain't wishin these niggaz good luck, go get a clover
This Bun B, it's "B.E. 3," this

Os ti'n meddwl bo' chdi'n gwbod...
am y cŵn ar hyd y lle.
Os ti'n meddwl bo' chdi'n gwbod...
am y cŵn.
Trugareddau. 
5 o'r gloch bora.
Tyd i gyfarth

played
And our moms would come sit and laugh and be entertained
Then the sun would set and Father Time turns the page
Fear, regret, distraught and it

boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom
Ayo
(Griselda)
Brr brr brr
(By Fashion Rebels)

Ayo, I don't leave without my pistol warm
Drive-bys, I'm

fuck it I love it here I call it my birthplace
Whenever I walk in they makin' the worst face
Surrounded by Fillipinos I think of the worst case
Watch

its a weapon
raps one big casino
im plottin ocean 11
i might of sold the least but i still manage to be most feared by most mc's
who dope as me
who

Joes is selling all we need back at home
But I cannot help this feeling that I am all alone
Chasing Mario in my basement by myself
Locked up like

like a Wonderbra? If you ain't
Over statin' ovations then you under God
Better configure a plan, to realize who I am
I tear through tracks like I tear

albums flop

I'm on my knees and daily praying for my enemies
Pray they repent and turn to God and change their destiny
High yella light brown skin

decision on the streets (Yuh)
Heard they missing after missions, I don't want them bagging me! (Nah)
I bet if you listen, you can take some words from me
Its

friend and My biggest enemy
So I gotta Bungee jump for that Destiny
So I don't end up in the streets no Sesame
This album pour out my heart the best off me

corona
And I may have just thrown a
A little bit of shade and damn I made a whole thirty minute album
Flying higher than a falcon
Man I make a beat, then

from me
Maybe we need an outsiders perspective
How am I to be respected
Im surrounded by the culture slicing throats just for a necklace
I've studied

some Cartoons
Than headed straight outside
We was told to be back before we saw the street lights
'Cause by 10 O'Clock, they was out there bussin' wit'