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myself
Like, how much worse could this get
Man look at you, this is rock bottom, can we snap out of this
And go get ready for next year
A time for you
like a jigsaw
Big dog, never let the sheep talk
Thinkin' bout the days, they pass me by
Man, I swear not a day goes passin' by
I just wanna say I thank
gotta find a way to deal with)
As a young black teen, everyday I deal
With the pressure and mixed up is how I feel
I walk the streets with a fuck you
with what I once bought
'Cause somebody stole my car radio
And now I just sit in silence
Sometimes quiet is violent
I find it hard to hide it, my
Words and music by Woody Guthrie
While we're on the subject of hard work, I just wanted
To say that I always was a man to work.
I was born working
fact, it's for free
And if it's anything less than real, that ain't for me
What's so hard about saying I did good if I did good?
Why you got to find
Lead by the Spirit I'm killing the falseness
Am I a good man?
Or I'm stuck on autopilot
Living on autopilot without the Messiah?
Nah
Now what really
a kid, it's a hot to shit
Some Gucci, Louis, Fendi, Prada Shit
Tell them eat a dick, you ain't nada bitch
Find me at the club where my partners is
(Swag,
where to find that Mystery God
I don't see him, so you know the shit is kinda hard
I searched and searched, but still there's no sign
It's
man intervene
Hard, hard fi go in, pass me the Vaseline
Get mi pum pum wet up like a submarine
Bounce pon di cocky pon di beat, fold up like a pleat
Psycho Sexy that is me
Sometimes I find I need to scream
He's a freak of nature
But we love him so
He's a freak of nature
But we let him go
Deep
Psycho Sexy that is me
Sometimes I find I need to scream
He's a freak of nature
But we love him so
He's a freak of nature
But we let him go
Deep
never seen shots fired
Nope, quiet
The Cincinnati fitted made me a marked man
By the Parma blocks and 12 sittin' inside that parked van
Pacin'
drove by his house, so who you tryin' to dial
If you're lookin' for an answer, you're probably gonna find it now
And to the man in the hat standing
And the only spitting they do is phlegm
So what d'you mean, what d'you mean you fool?
Go on then, go on then, draw for the tool
Think that you’re hard but
You’re
gritty I got ftp not louis
It's the don solomon
Young megaladon
Probably launder in salons
If I didn't go this hard
Move in silence when it's violence I
high man
I'm just a young boy, snot nose, hair nappy
Cops ride by squeezin' their trigger fingers at me
So I would go to school and try to get good
popped outta them it's still a fact
So mind your business and stay the fuck outta mine
You'll shortly find that this is best for everyone involved
All in
think they're usin a little bit too much when they flaunt
You know
[Name], you know, ehm
I don't understand the way these girls is rolling today, man
You want me to be
Something I'll never be
My life is hard as it could be
I fight it but it's hard to beat
I'm lost
I'm drunk
I'm high
Can't figure
gon' see his brother
Free Louis Kane, free Louis Kane
This shit not the same
Every day that I rap, I go hard for you, gang
Breezy eyes, all red, he must
teach our children what's good
Why don't we collect and save what is real
Look very hard and swim the ocean
We must find what needs to be found
Look
your problems so you facing em
Tell the judge my witness had no comments so the case is done
The man that I assaulted
Nеver thought that I was brave
Fuck my ex I got a new one beside me
No matter where you go you'll find me
Hundred dollar line up go hard time my time up
Gave her my name and number
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