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keep feeling my heart beating louder as the seconds pass
As I look up at the sky that has cleared from the rain
It was just like what we saw that day

And though the rap world is ever crowded
If heaven allows it
I'll keep writing for the seven thousand
I know you're out there, I still get the emails

chocolate but it's colored green
Forty ounces, red lipstick and yellow submarines
We headlinin' like tape-ups
These lady cops are flashing headlights like

Little Monster Blend

Mad Child

Dope Sick

2012

a fan of me
Looking at me crazy was pure insanity
Ten hours go by not panicking
I just sat there still like a mannequin
I was laughing they kept

legendary and the words that he spoke
Young black with a skinny frame
Got plenty game in him though true trouble
Some take and touchin' intended
To turn him

That's What You Get

Lil 1/2 Dead

The Dead Has Arisen

1994

loco, and year nine fezzo
And yo, how would you feel if your cap got peeled
By an looney b.g and hard is steel, so chill
For an second while I wrecked

MK-7.69milimeter [?]
machine gun from Fruitpunch, Alabama.
Designed for MFGs from tha muthafuckin black market, bitch!
Tha side scope folds like a muthafuckin

Midnight Train

The Men They Couldn't Hang

Waiting for Bonaparte

1988

a light turned red and a driver on board
Through the mountain lakes it's a downward track
Into Lancashire and the cities black
Where the rose was red

Rhyming in my red and black 
I never delay, what I spray
Everyday, shii can I get a way back
Far away, Far away, Far
Lord can I get away 
Way back, way back

Swag in my genes
Al pastor wit my beans
On a shore like Marines
Yah I got it as it seems
Yah i got it as it seems
Ay
Bumpin’ Marley by the bay
Jerk

night
Walking down a back alley, it's pitch black
The moon is the only light, except for a lit match
And I don't know where I'm going
But I'm tryna get

the throw back 
When life wasn’t so bad 
‘Fore my past was so black
‘Fore I had my hold backs 
‘Fore i’d grow with no Dad
Tell you what I really want but you

that, hashtag AV music
This that black flag, back pack street music
Backslash this is abstract art rebooted
Its Rembrandt collabin' with Jerry Lee Lewis

empty words of dead men 
Hail! Hail! Fire! Fire! In seconds, structure engulfed 
Red cinders kiss the black veil, crumbled steeple falls to hell 
New dawn

Yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Aye
Red light, Green Light, Go
Aye
I got the juice
I got the juice Minute Maid
Bitch I’m here to get paid
Better stay outta my

time for the lime gimme mine! 
The way that my design align Operator's prime
Which means that I'm the only thing by which I can divide 
And can't nobody

want to Grow apart
The drugs are drowning you I’m looking down on you from Noah’s ark
Surrounded by a work of art I went to work to make a work of art
My

you heard was the gun echo
On a dead nbight I get my head right
Running red lights no headlights
Pumping Buddah in a black Benz
Pulling out Mac 10's
Its

is no time for more scrutiny
National unity preserve our community
Teflon© election opportunities
were in profundant abundance

On January second

Echoes, the ceaseless echoes of existence

I still wish I could tell them
that they only missed each other by a few seconds that night 

The feathers from

us better
Yea
Big Pitt!

I be that bow tie nigga sellin' bean pies
Cuz I got them green peas stinking up my Levi's
Stoned Red Addicts, back like

of our first kiss
Your dress was as red as the blood in my eye
Your hair was as black as the devil inside

Now I've come to understand
That our love is

Aye it's BPeeda
East 84 man ya'll already know what's happening
Yeah, look
Look look
Chunk a bitch the deuce like a siamese
A nigga eyes red need

with me tonight
Because the sheets are red on my featherbed, and you know I'll treat you right

Oh, I can't go home along with you, though you're