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Yo
It's 2020
I go by Kenny
And this my album
She hit my line like she need me
I told her come through let's get freaky
I got the sauce know you want

you give me meaning
Used to wanna die by 25, you keep me breathing
I was mourning in the morning, now I’m even in the evening
And when I’m grieving my

much happier
Than I thought I could be 
'Cause a genuine smile
Says more about a man
Than a thousand written words
Or one whole album can 

It's one big

read them, take a look at my momentum
Producers coming in from every direction
Wyshmaster, Sena and Woodzy, my brethren
Next album is better a larger

the time
And so I write another sing and pretend that I'm fine
Next I wrote an album "Girls & Cherries" for the drop
It's half about my pain and it's half

Conflict on hold
Higher than hopes
Golden eagle
Desert the goal
These words are too ill
I can't share them in a contract
Pain is the vessel
Desire

Aye
Hold on
Uh
Look
Right
Yea
Right
I got Demons on my side
I got, hold on
Aye, look
Smoke in front the corner store
Cops passing by while we going

Monetized the flow
But kept the soul just the same

We all soldiers in pain
On that coco and champagne
Y'all just so slow its a shame
Y'all just don't know

the pain
And they don't want me
To go and just try to end all it
But I'm good now
Cause things change
Things change
Pretty soon see me
On the front page

Relationship threatened by stuff that you hear, word, I hope we just persevere
Keep it a stack it's the truth calling game like I'm Peirce
That mean the ending

So I thought of
A thousands ways to end this album
But
Ultimately
I decided
To end it
With a poem
By my friend
Ali Longo
Pretty today
Smells like

They said I wouldn’t make it then I later made it 
The album bouta take off cause I had to wait off
Imma spin around your ends we won the face off

Man fuck this shit I'm hurt and I got played by my friends
All these weights on my back, they took away my clarity
This album the result, of losing all

INTRO

The title of the album, The Negro Spirit, came to me because I often feel the spirit of my ancestors who experienced a level of cruelty,

here to stay
And the album that I'd make would turn into my great escape
Never told you that I loved you, ooh
Wait, no I did but by mistake
Don't think

But sure I would see you later

Ratchet music had us in a trance
Dancing on everybody huh
But I couldn't dance
Knew you lived alone
By the time I hit ya

in a different echelon
No quit I kept on
So now the lower levels get stepped on
My last album barely a year old
When the road got rocky I still rolled

"Tangled Mess"
By Brad Dassey feat. Brooklyn Sexy
6-17-2023


VERSE 1
Bathed in trauma 
Poured out on you
Blindly making excuses
I never had a clue

fog
Was my mind
Like I was chased by a dog
Named time
I felt just like a cog
In line
Rolled downhill like a log
Get grind

I thought that people hurt

meet
Meat at
This is nonchalant you getting tipped by your bloods like we cripping at your restaurant
Boy this is music the heart of it is pain
So many

five hundred die around about a week
And I'm certain that we're all in pain
And I'm trying to climb up the mountain But the mountains too steep
You move

lamb chops
Raided by the feds that got Fred shot
Scared of getting caught, 'cause we know it's wrong
Bullets in the ghetto have you thinking it's

to growth
So we all deserve the pain
Next album might be healing music
Cause we're going through a change
Don't fall for nothing, she still love it
This

in the rain, the dirt just left a stain
But I know this won't fade away

All and all it's through
I defined albums by you
Someone I barely knew
All