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can take the last laugh
Grieving for my adolescence, raise the flag at half mast
Meloncholly mindstate heart in a glass jar
It aint all bad, it could be

in love with her dark skin melanin 
I was love sick and she became my medicine
Had me Spell bound darker than Maleficent

Show me a man that can do you

i got my hope pussy ass nigga boi you is a joke I am yo idol I got the game stoked u barley passing you hanging by rope they liking my music because

to the J
Shawty hitting up the line, get no answers like sway
Three for three like my name SC blowing up on soundcloud
Ain't even pay for the beat niggas

Long Dreamer[00:02.38]Long dreams can sometimes take no time at all,[00:07.09]Ain't no logic to love[00:11.60]Man and a woman with stars in their

the ganja smoke
Ain't no kinda about it nigga I'm heavy dope
And behind that line I ain't ducking smoke
Dump a clip in ya mind and let ya mother know
Avoid

had a lady
Still played games, making me insane
Now I'm in my lane all on my own again
I made a name with some silver in my chain
Never comin' in second

I'm a fool for the flame, I feel no shame
Run the game, she keeps me sane
When, I can't do the same
Dancing in the rain
She takes away the pain, like

counterfit
Ain't the same as him
Shame on them, I'm a bring the pain to them
I'm a make em never imitate the champion
They can't beat him, of course not
My

Mercy

The Word Alive

Punk Goes Pop, Vol. 5

2012

your chick, she so thirsty
I'm in that two-seat Lambo with your girl, she tryna jerk me

Yeah it's prime time, my top back, this pimp game ho
I'm red

hits
This life of shame aint it
The price to pay is sick
Life can decay real quick
I've been overthinking my whole life
I'm sober dreaming of getting

on arrival Strictly bout business no differences made 
Same way workers get paid all these roaches get sprayed 
It's a shame that the game has left me with no

Let It Bang

The X-ecutioners

Built From Scratch

2002

heard of us, official DJ's Murderous
The X-Men, comes equipped
It ain't no shame in our game, we do our thing, let it bang

Who wanna test me now?
Cops

fussin
Get the Role i might bust it
No shit i fuck that bitch but cant trust it
We throwin hands, might be lucky if yall duckin
I need the bands
Swear my

ain't trippin yeah
No friends just bands I'm drippin in
Don't say my name what u playin at

coppin all of my ways on a late night 
U stay on ur lane gotta

yeah that’s gang gang
Hit the stu with my gold chains
Fuck the half, I want the whole thing
Made hella bands in that dope game
Every beat with that rogue

they did this
And did that
Your friends really have no shame
I still love you and hate you
I ain't really tryna play the blame game
But in the rain
You

I ain't been home in a minute 
I've been on the road tryna get it 
Baby momma trippn how im livin 
Hunnit on da bird watch me flip it 
Tryna hit

beautiful with all your flaws
So I won't take no second chance love you till the end
So please don't play no wicked games I need an easy friend
Lydia I'm so

[Chrous: T-Seals]
Like the world ever cared about me oh
I be in the zone 
Live by my own rules
You never cared about me oh
These words in my dome
Jot

been waiting for me to drop
Give me a second I been in the lab
Giving everything that I ever had
To the game i became a top level rapper
It's a shame you

Distorted sick anyone
Who crosses it's path
Count yourself lucky
The disease aint fussy
No
But are we really the lucky ones if were surrounded by suffering

Get Up

Dead Prez

Turn off the Radio: The Mixtape, Vol. 1

2002

Like a ulser in the belly of the beast stayin true to it
Since my home street days in the blue Buick
Niggas been fightin so long seem like I'm used

(racks)
Man, these niggas ain't gettin' no bag (bag)
Bag (bag)
Bag (bag)
All my bitches, they be bad (bad)
Bad (bad)
Bad (bad)
On gang, nigga, yeah