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(Uh) I’m feeling like hesitating but the marijuana got me concentrated man I’m hell-a faded it’s like heavens waiting so it’s judged by the pound I

Prayer hands and angels I'm heaven sent
(Bless)
Struggling that shit was evident
(Ye)
Hustling there ain't no evidence
Got it on lock 'till they free

hand arrow
Chasing a dollar, in an Impala
White trash heart throb, mellow yellow
Drinking hard liquor, brauds get on my level
I'm hotter than

we got famous 
Blad!
Leave that alone, 
Concentrate on heavy affairs I'm in my zones ,
Music has a way to repair these broken bones 
Heavy is the head

a stanchion goldfish span
Bitch you can't hold my attention
Keep the money in the wall like the bald Bryan Cranston
Not my fault you still appalled by shit you

like a thumbtack
Surrounded by angels, front and the back
I wanna be so deep in God's word
It look like my hand and the bible's attached
If temptation

Aw Yeah? (interVENTion)

Tech N9ne

Special Effects [Deluxe Version]

2015

at a coffee shop in Aussie (Aussie)
But around here, loving coco's the bomb
Meanwhile so many people are taken out by the hands of Boko Haram
Aw yeah?!

They

mom’ll be shocked
OH SHIT
I need to take a deep breath
Both hand on my knees
I mostly play in G cleft
That’s the 1st I decree
Rap over sex
Don’t be complex

protected by the grace of the true God, I do not need any of your drugs I am so happy here at home reading my Bible Imma use it as a rifle till the day you're

Mass elevation to challenge imagination
Imbalanced equation, flows five by five in four four time
And thread the line, catch em out into the stars

the voices gettin louder 
Than my sense of pride
Feels like heaven when your livin' 
But you haven't died
And if you're down to ride we'll 
Take you

Shell Shock

U-God

Golden Arms Redemption

1999

[Leatha Face]
To my hard rocks, locked in cell blocks, never shell shock
Melt the ox in your face, displaced in the penalty box
My enemies heart

progressin
I'm outta ya section
I bodied a message
Embodied a message
Brought to you by connection
Provided by the highest of weapons
Guided by my spirit while

Lan's thoughts
Delivered freehand, honest as a weak hand toss
But everybody's got a message in their weak damn maw
With every revamped law caught in a C

break ins in the area
They told me to put my hands on my steering wheel
Light in my face hand at his waist on his gun or his mace 
While the other cop

feels like im not on their level
Like im at third grade and the're at eleven
And then in moments like these it just feels like it's clear
Like my mask

me together
I fell in love wit the struggle it's making me better
Renew my mind and my hustle lets get through them levels
On earth binding and loosing

to raise our level and put the key into Ignition
Let's put in that work There's no time to take vacations

No doubt
Were the baddest in town
We got

I'm in the studio with a wood in My hand
I done let go of that syrup
I don't need no more
I done let go of that syrup
I don't need no more
I just

The world is in your hands and I cheers to your success
Follow salute, get in the back, we're off to heaven's gates
I put you on the door, so don't worry

Nothing, nothing, nothing there to save you
Who's there?
It's the devil, come follow me and upload to another level
I'll get the riches of the world right in

Why you plotting my demise? I was brought here by design
In the land of the snakes everything a facade
Every hand that I shake that's another mirage

stranger to myself, in my heart I don't belong
In my head I tried denting any hoping for that prong
Keep away from me devil
It ain't the day for me devil
I

a punk bitch!
Niggas ain't barrin' that shit, my nigga
Slap a punk bitch, slap a punk bitch!

I'm sinking to unknown levels
The devil with no brake pedal