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Cast of Blanka Part 4
We'll take a back on this one right here
Mama loved me, Pop left me
Angelo fed me, and he dressed me
Lando fought me, made me

The bitch drop it off by choice not force
Aint killed shit he made a rap n jump off the porch
Pussy nigga aint even active talkin like a boi
An we aint talkin

Back on a mission I'm
Back on the bricks but I
Expected this shit this path of success it get distant I know
Go get them numbers up before I sell out

need a gun
9 on my hip didn't take it out the clutch
Real life shit no cut
Crazy how the story mashed up
A crazy lil nigga and a brazy lil nigga
Came

Half Broke Horses

Jaida Dreyer

I Am Jaida Dreyer

2013

think you got them where you want 'em
Then they leave you all alone
Half broke horses, they never come back home

Now I watch that little girl by

When I 13 I had to hop up out that porch
Keep on talking down we gon light him like the fourth
Ion care where you from you bitches stay moving like

on the check
Hop in the streets if i have to again
Jump off the porch now im ridin a benz
Start making money an stop makin frends
Grandma so hsppy i gave her

inside
Just doesn't know how to tell himself
That it's time to wake up, wake up

Back at home he sits on the porch debating
Pondering life's equation

much pain can't stop crying
Finna roll up to ease my mind
Chosen 1 my time 2 shine
Day by day on the move im in motion
Threw away the past ion want

It's what it is

Mascots imitating poetry
Past got sour hope the future here to grow on me
Cross court vision with a selfish demeanor
Porch smokin

do is just close your eyes -Listen
This story starts at the end of my night
I'd already shut down the bar from drinking, alright
And now I'm dropped

homebound
Now laced with a warm embrace and a crown
Crowded in a tight knit town
Hounded by throat
Slits open, just hoping to float
Progress with a motion

jumped off the porch
Killing rappers left and right don't even check the corpse
By the time you hear this, ceej will be in New York
XXL we coming VO

myself clear
Now I'm shaking on your back porch
Losing all that I hold dear

Tomorrow is another day
Hoping that I'll be okay
But I can't survive

Hoping I

2Three
2Three
I go go like gadget
Y'all don't want none of this static
You getting shot by the matics
You get divided, subtracted
I'm not talking

And I can't be running with niggas
They don't got no morals I see how they flopping and shit
No I can't go back to me being poor
I hopped off the porch

make another pie

Am grand daddy outside entertaining on the back porch They're telling stories all night

So get going, don't be late, get a move

shit
Fuck your opinion no do I did not mistake shit
God got my back, while you niggas on that gay shit

Fuck yo opinion no I do not agree
Bank account

It’s five o’clock and I have no place to be
Sitting on my porch listening to the blowing leaves The whistle of a train as it goes on by
Stirs

on the front porch at your house
Open the door and there's your sister
She's got ideas that reach past the sky
Your mama's making dessert in the kitchen
Your

of the caution
The war story scribbles on the pad a home wrecker
Can he keep the unleaded type of style with projection?
The question that many have when drafts

LOSE IT cLL     Donovan/Cintron


Verse:
 Sittin on the front porch watchin all the children play

Said come on and sit by me, I gotta story to tell

to sneak by the dog and snake into bed
I've been too close to see, I had to step back
They say you can't hear the train while walking on the track
Chorus

ain't nobody fallin' for that
It's a tramp stamp, no gat in the small of ya back, so
Watch and listen as I slaughter competition
With proper diction