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Yo ay
I got this shit

Middle class America middle class economy
Parents movin' to the 'burbs
We escapin' poverty
Pop's workin' full time
Mom's
just her skin and her garments
Just the prettiest flower, you can't take nothin from her
She's got the sun and it's summer, she got a light like solar
hey
I’m all right, what you got to say
Then this dude comes outta the blue
‘Cuse me, bud, who are you

And it looks like
Gonna be one of those days
Sure
it on my own
Reach the kids at home just by picking up my phone
99 problems only need 1 solution
Distrokid got the distribution
Focus on the packaging
Well it's Shell-B back again y'all 
cnd I got a lil story I wanna share wit ya, a song we recorded called Sleeping With The Enemy.
It's a story about
till I felt that they was using me
Youngin up in therapy dont know what to do with me
Lost cause
They had labeled me the foolish kid
I dont wanna talk
looking nothing how I thought
Only happy with everything I bought
And yeah I seen some success
But teaching these kids on a day to day basis
Got me feeling
the stove with the coca like propane
On the block where the shots go "bang!"
Only real niggas really gon' hang
All my life, you was saved by the bell
I
Yeah, and they told about the capital games, venom
Will they be if they in shackles and chains, sen’ ‘em
Off to battle by Catherine to the grave
banana seat
Looking like some eight year old kid on your grandma's street
You can go ahead and call me lazy
I just retired real young, y'all, call me
align with they can be the ones to lie on you
Contradiction, tell my God kids don't do as I do
Everything is a game until it turns into the hunger games
All I've ever had is my voice
So Ima use it
I know full well
That I'd be dead
Without my music
I've got enough in my head
To make me and you sick
potholes
Now zombies on them streets 
Niggas zooted, broke, depressed & chained up by some LEAN

Can't blame my ghetto yout
When government, a money fiend
was raised to get it by any means You gotta hustle 
If you don't work then you don't eat That how it go so

Can't let nobody limit you
Sacrifice is
a millionaire

Kids grow and don't you know
You learn to put your dreams aside
Years fly
They pass you by
We lived
We loved
We laughed
We cried
And I did it all
tonic Under the disco
light I rocked it it ain\'t no
optical illusion It\'s only logic
Hey I rocked take a flight
I got the type of flow yo
act like you
for a dumb grown nigga
I'm speaking to the kids that alone don't give up
Ahead of your Biz young Lord don't deliver by the stars
Every inch go hard you
for a dumb grown nigga
I'm speaking to the kids that alone don't give up
Ahead of your Biz young Lord don't deliver by the stars
Every inch go hard you
could do but yell
When these birds attacked me
When I tried to run I fell
And then these kids start laughing
And then
Got hit in the neck with
the ocean by the front door
In a trailer park

Am I hard to love?
With a heart so tough
You could cut me
And I wouldn't feel a thing

Do I make you
guys
After that, he stays behind in the maze inside my crazy mind
Wow, kids these days! You remind me of the babe
Don't misbehave - just do as I say
fast 
Your feet don't touch the road
What matters is you get there any way that's right by you
But if you want my advice kid pack-up and run
Cos it's
Let your body talk talk
Make your body talk talk

You sexy by the way you think my lover
Sweetest thing ever since your love from Ghana
I wanna raise
Fuck a 9 to 5 
Yeah Yeah 
Fuck a 9 to 5 fuck a 9 to 5 
Yeah yeah
If you hate yo 9 to 5 let me hear you say fuck that shit

Woke up early morning just

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