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read the press today? These are our children These are our neighbors These are our next of kin These are our hope for the future These are the people we
eyes/ My essence you couldn't synthesize if you tried, and had unlimited time/It's never gonna happen,I'm one of one/Son of a gun,never a runner-up/I just
Apply pressure Like this is love But this is ugly I know her like I knew her But this is the future She doesn't know me She only know the old me
shot wit da girls but I still think positive, how do i do it? By not giving one I might've not have the best life growing up but I know my son
rappers be my son that means I'm ur 아버지 Yeah GRAY BEAT I'm flammin' Don't wanna here another word from u Tell me where my payment is hop on this famous
every time, they just run it out of time I'm about to kill em all like I'm odd future Lotta rappers, good ones a lot fewer Gotta happen, I'm talking it
and heals where I'm from I love the way my name feels in your mouth I hope I hold yours as delicate and proud I wonder if the ancestors smile when they see us
focused either People wanna eat but can't show Me where the peas are Don't try it it's a no, no Don't bother it's a no bro Your future looking copper Mine
Speeding where I don’t speak the Language on road signs And for me go time is go time They like, yours coming soon I’m like I know mine I don’t need
stuck to the roads selling white like talcum Powder for the nose grass that grows with a potent oder With a couple brown bricks they flick to be stoner
action is passion been honed I’ve been clashing with hopes of surpassing what’s known And to grasp the unknown as I lap the old roads That I’ve travelled
from this pen and pad Where do we belong we on a troubled path Need a future bag Rap in present this the gift of gab Ghost of Christmas past got me
Game's insuccumbent I'm disgusted by the mumblings rumblings of what's coming in Fumble up what they huddled in stuck in such a circumference
run it man I got a new balance Each time I check on my account I've got a few thousand More questions for the near future How am I both rookie and Babe
mum? Oh shit, wait, hope I don't get a daughter first (nah) I need me a son to protect her If anyone tries then that boy gone burst (bow bow) That's
The saddest thing in life Is a wasted talent A future gone dim And it's then by us Big cities bright lights All the places I went But will I be
to our only son He shall be strong and never yield, he is what the future will bring...
paid man I've got two sons man I need to feed my sons man I'm going to stand on the streets And sell this album man Like DJ Sbu man Like how Dj Sbu
My Daddy's eyes look our from my son's little face...and they're still blue, Darker days are the roads that we've made...back here. Hold on, would
dignified with high hopes Some people shoulder the weight of the median, make it look easy Even though they walkin the tight roads Immigrants, twelve deep in
Weighting their little hearts heavy with worry Snuffing out their light, their innocence, way too soon Suffer the children Suffer our hopes and our future
about the neighbors, if they're getting any more. are you in Control, happy to be warm, taking everyday as you did the day before, Knowing every road is
back I channel my spirit and pray I'm forgiven I'm teaching my son and I hope that he listen I gotta confess that sometimes I be slipping but we
I'm sorry mum For all the nights that you cried And I'm sorry dad I ain't the son that you had in mind I'm In a dark tunnel Tryna find the end
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