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innocent becasue you in a circle
Do you
I'm not with circles dude
So do you
You move how you choose
I just let him circle
Is you with the crew
Is that love
feeding leaches that's eatin'
Then that could really begin to put a dent in expenses
Then again, Em, you'll be paying for this bill
Because we all can tell
Tell me how am I supposed to pray
When that’s what I am everyday, prey
Wanted by the man with a gun in his hand
Aimed straight at a man who can't
of all
I am the father most high
Carry me from shore to shore!
All men shall be led captive
And all shall die by the edge of the sword
Take me to my dead
bills, you feel me?
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Paparazzi got me stopping
My Bugatti is too outlandish
For you to believe cause I lead
The lifestyle of the broke
my bills
If i don't go for my goals
I'll be every week still going
Paycheck to paycheck and I’ll work till I make it but I want it now because I am
crazy?
Oh well I guess I'm an island
My soul has now become a Mayan
If I was at peace, I'd rest
But I'm not and I am in pain
Because I fail to meet what
the money
Because many bills dey wait for me
Who go help if no be my hustle
Story story super story
But all I wan hear is about the money
Comot for here
I'm so, hidden and you're never gonna see
I'm cold, forgiven all because of my beliefs
I'm no, body that you ever want to be
Cause I know that
"Come on, make, make the people move!"
I go to the balls and then ring the bell
Because I am the man with the clientele
And if ya ask me why I rock
those that will sit and stay and not move
I am movement
Moving all the place where we will be judged by content of our character and not the color of our
tomorrow no de
When the Devil try me I just tell am no way
I de face my God Call me Looku looku
You should look it up its a song by Bode
I aint worried bout
a salad
Time to toss some kitties up
Whose head is next up on the pallet
Underground fiends popping pills to get a birds high
But who am I to tell you what
they're paying your bills you gotta pay them no mind
If you can't love yourself
How can you love somebody else
I am the brightest crayon in the box inside
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
knew this was going to happen
Oh, I could be hit by a gun
But you wouldn't know
You wouldn't know
Because you're gone
Two A.M.
I'm losing sleep
From
but am still a failure
It does not change the way I see
Because I'm going to be me, unequivocally
I don't want to be the very best
Yeah, I don't wanna
me as crazy
As the world was over this whole Y2K thing
And by the way, N'Sync, why do they sing?
Am I the only one who realizes they stink?
Should
because he's a
Devil in disguise, straight up
Yeah, speaking of rape, I was almost made victim
By a pastor whose stature was made for weight lifting
But I
'm stared at by Confederates but hard as hell
Tight jeans penny loafers, but I still drink a Bodine
Staying on my me shit, but hated on by both sides
I
people.
That violence.
That pressure unreleased,
And in the centre is a child whose home was taken by a thief.
Progression.
Seven years I battled my
can't measure my worth
But when you try, you'll need a ruler made by all the Greek gods
Because the odds have always been stacked against me when back's
still takin rappin for a joke
A passing hope, or a phase with the rope
Sometime I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MC's
I
At whose request?
The contract's here
I want to see
My God, the price
It's rather high
Why, it's absurd
Oh, yes, I know
Inform your boss
That by
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