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and I've got no heart up in my chest for living 
I’m just a memory, better be ready with proton packs
They comin’ to trap me, trying to arrest my entity

please
Wanna live a life that is good oh lord I pray

Gimme this moment to show case I'm ready
Yeah they gon talk buh we still elevating
I aim at the sky

We'll be
Looking at the stars
Before we sleep
When we touch yeah
I'm like you're a treat
Wanna keep you in my zone
You make me weak
Boy you better be

ways
We'll make sure you have nothing but good days
Like it's supposed to be
Like the vision I see
Maybe it's just the vision I had
I don't want to be

gladly buy
You gimme one sample of substance and I'll happily try
Every fucking drug on the earth just to fucking pass me by

(All I gotta say) I'm ready

end up ostracized by the ones you know and by the ones you don’t.

That’s when I wanna be by your side if you’re alright with all my flaws.
If we get

it goes
Making sure that myself and everyone else knows
That I'll never quit, even when the water from the well doesn't flow
This world seems to be

I started early, gang banging jefa would worry
And honestly ese she doesn't deserve me
She prays everyday because she knows I ain't worthy
Everytime

killed
So I grab my knife and I'm ready to fight, better back that steel
You ever seen your friend lay dead and still when there in bed and ill

I wasn't

don't let a thing pass us by
And to touch the sky we gon have to fly
Am a master I and am satisfied
And am walking thru the streets like a passerby
As we

find help
Don't wanna go to work, is this a living hell?
So many dreams I need a wishing well
Throw a quarter down it, pray for my soul to sell
Uh, yeah,

did better in the lane that you take
And I once saw you, you were taken by the progress I make
Guess you oughta be a chick, no matter what is at stake

Verse 1
As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I was peirced by an arrow of breath
I'm well equipped for the fight when the battle gets

the people surrounding me
Faker than the fairy tails, you read to your kids when they're ready to go to sleep
I gotta stay in my shell, the people around me

I cannot be regular, that's why I'm going so hard, I'm looking for green
I just wanna drip hard, like no one's ever seen
I like wearing purple,

soon I will be dead
I pray for the future of my kids
And hope they don't fuck up like I did
Like when I hid oh yes I disappeared up off the grid
And then

the stupid people see
Old wounds can't heal when the scabs are peeled by the hands of human greed
So, When will society be ash on tomorrows street, 
Cause I

coming, I just pray to God it finds me ready
Don’t matter how you get there if you know just where you heading
Just know some people gonna hate on you nigga

1st verse
Me na have no punk in a me gang
Rock will city trying fi be a beter man
From the gutta from the struggle from the starvation
never sell out we

’m ready for whatever they not
Couldn’t imagine as big as it got
I see the reactions
I hear the response
So little time
But look what I done
All by my lone

Was broke now I'm flexin' for the summer
Back then ain't nobody love me
Clinks on stomping in the jungle
Let's get ready for the rumble
We'll skeet

Till the End

Big Syke

Be Yo Self

1996

fools I paid my dues
I do anything to be cool
It's funny how time flies
In the blink of an eye,
Ya see years of ya life go passin' by
As I try

breakin' your jaw
And by the end, you'll be a name on a wall
But death is not a disgrace, it's divinity
Only reason I came, to bring misery
Shotgun, pistol,

more than that

Now I ain't trying to be just like these other ni**as
But shout out to the people actually messing with us
Tell the devil that I'm ready