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It's not like this in the past

I have to hustle to pay my bills
I just have to cook everyday in the kitchen
Making food because life is very difficult

buh em dun realign
Young nigga rise up make we burst their mind
We da run HK no be say we like am oya send the aza make I come da bill am
Na one smallie

And the person in the mirror is the one whose doing it
See, fear is basically a self-inflicted disease
It murders your dreams
Not realizing you've become a puppet

like that

He rolled down the trail on a gas stove
because he liked riding the range
He was known as an ornery cowpoke
'Til one pocked him back for

ja'are
My twice removed cousin wey too like beans
All cus I tried replenish, a quarter of minimal wage bill
Boil your 2 kobo and melt am for my forehead

and O'Malley
Shit sick like two germs
Bitches hate it when I win
They gone feel a way
Ask a writer whose line is it anyway
Drew the guns that I carry
Cause

Morning Till The Nightfall [[Explicit]]

Tech N9ne

Dominion

2017

(right)
Call me Young Johnny, call me Lil' Rittz
Even if I'm broke you could still feel rich
Hundred dollar bills, and the millions, brilliance
Gotta

a one way ticket to Hell. But
that's a whole nother story. Anyway, by this point Mom had appeared on
the Richard Bey Show, A.M. Philadelphia and Geraldo,

your ass another rash
Nurse in the mafia, bitch I am above the rats

Baby I'm a raccoon chillin up in Cancun
Gotta top the damn fakes before they do

Japan I am Mr. Toad's wild ride
You wanna hide inside, in utero
I got a heart shaped box and soon you will know
I'll change it up take you by surprise,

handicapped

Got an ankle bracelet, I let him take my ankles
I'm a criminal guy because I ate a granny's cankles
I beat up a fella, got a five-year sentence
I

chest
I am grateful for my breath, I am present in my flesh
There's enough for me to go around
Got so much to give because I give so much to me

belly
Cuz geez we've been feasting and been grilling up steaks
Maybe he don't because he on that shit
Maybe you've been on my dick no matter what I do Lil

And here we are just falling apart 

You catch me 
I am tired 
I want all that you are 

And I saw from the cathedral 
You were leaving me 
And I saw from

Bent on hands and knees
For whose Lord
I am no angel
But they’ve used my shell
To laugh and to wander
To guide me through hell
I am a passage
I have no

fuck your shooting star
Itty Bity but she tryna do it super large
I been the type to pay
Close attention to whose involved
Long as they playin' by my

what I do
I keep in mind that me and mine
Aren't fully welcomed by a certain kind
Of patriot whose genetic line
Probably stole and murdered for their

on commercials. But plutocracies
In other words a government run by the rich such as this one 
And traditionally oppressive European states
Force the third world

and nice
Them say we get freedom when I no fit carry dread
Sars go beat you and still demand money for bread
Because every time I wake up and see I am still

of silence for songs that sung
Because where they come from is where we come from

Fallen angels sippin' liquor
From long rivers poured by those who still

I'm a dedicated guy but if she's distracting i'm happy to be distracted
I've never been that kid to be attracted to a girl whose contacted more guys

9-5
Only difference from the office is I'm working in the night

Hoppin on the track, and I feel like I am free to go
Working by myself, so now I gotta

and still grinning
Got so accustomed to pain you have to triple to feel it then
I lost my brother and shook it off
Because pain dont pay the bills the world

don't hold yourself up, nobody will
Parents less money than me, to this day still
But that's okay, I'm cool to help a folk with a bill
And I've been this