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eyes
He was a pauper, sired by a pauper’s son
Mother was a gypsy fortune teller on the run
But he had a dream, he could feel it in his dreams
Combing his

were made to bleed
It was deliverance by God's hands
Not platitudes from flawed man
Not finger pointing, but the anointing that changed how the world ran

Werey werey Banjo
Bando werey werey bando
Bando bando werey werey bando 

Ekelebe stunner 
Hook me for me boarder 
Ordinary army robber 
Looking  by

Silence broken by the wind
Shadows taken by the light
And when I ask you to be kind
I hear you whisper in the night
Storms may come
The rivers find

to chinatown 

Always on the run, no where to hide
Coming nearer, step by step, they're closing behind
Pulling out a blade, no where to go 
Looking back, your

a singular supreme deity
Soothsayers foresee a hereafter
For those who pray
One by one, the pillars all shall fall
In exile, reason casts a pall
On whom they

went through
Thought I was adventurous
But ended up just being foolish now I see
Seeing nightmares flash before your face
You gave in got manipulated by

a boat)
Talking like end of road (Uh-uh)
Go 'head and cast your votes
Who in the hell would've known?
Somebody went disclosed
Somebody passing notes
Black

fate remains unmolded
Guess it runs in the family
My sense of self corroded
Rage and hatred, untethered
Heads and appendages severed
I can't be saved by

Some families thrive on adversity
While others scatter across the globe
Blown by the four winds
You can run away
And try and face your problem alone

Too Many Angels

Jackson Browne

Too Many Angels

1994

There's an angel on a ribbon
Hanging from the armoire door
There's a Cupid with his feet crossed
On the bird cage by the door
There's a baby

her shade
I didn't look back
I started to run
Perhaps we just
Did we shut out the sun?
Did we shut out the sun?
Prised apart by two guns
Did we shut out

insane
And what kind a blood
Dem run throuth dem vain ooohhh
Grow up all by myself
Mom and dad they live seperate
No trust
Though de fire for so long
I

run the street
Like say she wear Crown
So many things
Happen for life
Hustle na by Grace
No be by might
Sometimes u 're up
Sometimes u re down

front nigga
Joey with the pump nigga
Lookin like I hunt niggas
Turn you Forest Gump nigga
I'm the MC who run niggas
Treat ya real blunt nigga
Light you up

money
If not, Make a Wish, Wish
You don't Drip, Drip
When I hit the clip, It's no limits
Cause behind my back, They chit chat
Make 'em lean like Joey

but the were the ones that don't sleep
Legalize the herb fuck the pm Modi
Black mamba so fast call me Kobe
I should be scholar badass like I'm joey
Life

Got bread no wonder me and my soldiers break down
Too many snakes in the grass I'd rather die instead of a takedown
Yeah
I got the juice
Run up a check

Mowgli 
I'm booked up like I'm Rowling in these streets of concrete
I might come flood your city make a wave like Harvey
Joey out here with me yeah you know

Turn the fucking lights out
I’m sitting here by myself
With a pencil tryina get the lines out
Of an empty mind in a night cloud
Full of doubt
Still

a stand still
Went CRRCT started getting them bands in
Got my karats by Joey they hand-set
My bitch clean up like Nancy
And $C sit on top of this rose gold

Intro:

You already know it’s Joey B

This shit called Real Talk

Lemme show you why!

YEAH (X4)

Verse 1: 

Not a thought on my mind 
Put my life

Black - A Krepel's not the only Wrap
Joey Newcomb Mit A Bren - Reminding Us to Thank Hashem
Mordy's Voice Defies all Rules - It Seems to Run on Rocket

did it that's the answer
Stepped up in this game then I ripped it like a panther
Scoop my nigga Joey then we go and get the Fanta
It was goodbye
You