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probably figure out  who I am,shit I use to be scam,and some of my folks got fooled by the noise I created with no gat please give me a chance to change all

Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
Jack Frost nipping at your nose
Yuletide carols being sung by a choir
And folks dressed up like Eskimos

Everybody

Jersey City Streets

The Hudson Falcons

La Famiglia

Longin for the days of running numbers and starting street fights
With those who didn't play by the rules

In the shadow of the Apple and a swamp away from

Yes, 32 the album out right now
Love for the love fire in the Booth

Wrote this in the country
I was staring at horses
It's kinda nice to be still

By 20 years old
I will be at the og stage
It's all the pain cause we had to learn yeah
( tony Monatana outro )

Chorus
Pray for me
I'm going thru

or two

I love you, always, forever
Near or far, closer together
Everywhere I will be with you

Love is a battlefield

Everything I will do for you

Don't

Okay, now where should I start
Been a rough couple months by far
Been dragged through the mud, got scars
I don't care how I look, I got charm
I don't

Imagine splitting the self in two and one is younger
Misguided and alone, corrupted by the hunger
When every fucking mirror is a reflection of that

Fuck an a&r, I'm not you're golden pheasant. They'll exploit your art for a code to netflix, no code of ethics/
I'm Hannibal youre a roman emperor , sans

storming your castles
We're something worse than scary
Y'all ain't living happy and after
I pull the M2
Your folks won't recognize you but fuck
It I'm

on the tube
Seems like whenever 5: 00 strike
All the lies gettin' cued
They must be payin' for the slots
Like my grandma in Vegas
Some folk believin' what they

don't give a
Shit to really change things
Neva listen what another folk say
'Less he got more money comin'
In than Bill Gates
Maybe then I can learn one

my submission, I no go rap for no purpose
My only competition me versus my old verses
If wishes were horses and unicorns were Porsches
Then I dey go

more people don’t farm who got mouths to feed.
Some folks save money; I save seeds.
I don’t water my lawn or spray weeds.
The money I do spend

acid,
Elevated off weed smoke,
I mediated on 10 racks, 
I gotta cop cribs for my folks, 
Making money trees in the garden, 
Raising my gross, 
Chevy

for all the independent women
Soul clap for all my homies straight thuggin'
Clap for the real MCs buzzin'
We the leaders of the new school

[Verse 1]

Death Be the Penalty

Shabazz the Disciple

Best of Underground Hip Hop

2000

death'll be the penalty 
Uhh, and for my folks I mad a-love 
Keep your eyes on the prize and you'll rise above 
And yo Shabazz, make sure you sing it loud

Through strife still living 
Two faces from nowhere
And you gave us sight
To find what is real

Feel this we're alive 
Been through hell with you by

scars weigh a ton
Forever young
I've been so depressed for months
I'm rolling my problems in Runtz
And when you cheat, I'm numb
Smoking all my pain away

cs she lives and breathes those two will always be pod n' pea
You can tell by the way ee looks at ‘er through his mince pies ‘ow much ee luvs his

labor
Now she working 7 days a week, got my stomach in knots
By now I thought the music would have built her a crib on a plot
Instead I'm second guessing

Before you lay down in that casket, go and have fun

Gotta do it for them shorties that aint have none

Verse 2

Friends amongst twins, I aint gotta look

Waking up in a cold sweat
Thinkin about my bro's death
I'm so stressed
I'm tryna do right but always go left
Supposed death was callin for me
Lurkin

And when will you guys learn
I told you it's my turn
Scar so smooth de gal dem think it's a sideburn
I get it to move, I never will lose
Naw gent, for life,