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the hand that feed y'all when y'all ate off my plate
Next time y'all hungry imma let y'all starve nigga
Not one I'm directing this too y'all niggas
That

will call
But I don't care at all
You know, she's always right
But it's my drinking night.

cnd every day that's passing by is just the same
I've learnt

by your house
Though I know you're not home

But I can see you
Your brown skin shinin' in the sun
You got your hair combed back and your sunglasses on,

change and by there ways I am not phased 
cnd if they say it here then my nigga they will catch a fade 
Yea yea these niggas are so twisted 
Yea there

want your eggs
You always keep my clothes folded you always hang with your friends
They trying to ruin our moment you let them get in your head Fuck!

a lot of shenkes by my side
o boy i don high cause i don mayan palm wine
most of my dudes love to mayan Morkite 
I write on sand paper cuz my lyrics too

Yeah
Uh huh
My head held high
Your words I live by
I remember how it felt
I wish it all would stop
Go back to the way it was
Long nights when you

when somebody dies, thinking Imma be next
Presenting the severed head of a king, yelling, this is the real Louis
I'm in my bag, you niggas is meals to me

Tell me it's not real
All of these memories
Washed out by the waves
Calling out to me
I still see your smile
Tattooed inside my head
If only I could be

you the man
Naw nigah now you is a addicted
Huh I'm pushin some buttons
Naw nigah dat ain't my intention
Trinna help out a brotha
Real nigah Trinna get

I go by the big bad wolf
Get to a bag, the bitch gon' look
That nigga mad, his bitch got took
Nigga I dragged and switched my look
It's gas, I hit

I know the real niggas got me
I got the blades by the bundle
I keep it modestly honest
What the fuck you really got
Besides a bitch that's platonic
I

feeling like i am not loved
Wish I had a time machine hot tub
Wish that I could call up
Tell her how I'm feeling when I got stuck
And she would have my back

you by my side
This is too much  stress
I think I'm losing my mind
I'm sorry pe wenze  moyo sina kambe venikamba yonse nama flower wayapokela ku manda

to teach me how to dancе
A foxtrot above my head
A sock hop beneath my bed
A disco ball is just hanging by a thread
I'd like to make myself believe
That

became infinite then
As time went by, as you and I
Fell deeper, couldn't pen a rap
Yet I might write e mc light
To split emcees, but I could see
But

to teach me how to dancе
A foxtrot above my head
A sock hop beneath my bed
A disco ball is just hanging by a thread

I'd like to make myself believe
That

Yea
Loneliness is a hell of a drug
By nature
Humans are social creatures
We're only supposed to be isolated
From each for short periods of time

(look)

Too many days let pass me by
Shit I'm just being real don't ask me why
I guess deeper problems always tend to arise
I just stay praying now yeah up

New whip, fleX different, ILL nigga shitting... 
Thought about quitting I admit it... 
My bm could never be replaced by you bitches
I don’t care if

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We stay connected
Bronx to crizona well protected
Our names ring bells, throughout this country were respected
By the highest authorities,

an invisible voice that is talkin' to me and it's always tellin' me to kill
I got a problem with separating what my head is creating from things that are real

brain, alice and the rabbit puffin smoke on a mushroom, the queens gone made shes taken heads in the court room. Everythings fancy, delusional swell,

It's so hard not to fight it
Feel like I still face it every day
Now I feel so divided
Should I run is it all that't left in me

Voice in my head oh