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beef, guile and ignorant life styles than what was better for the child. Me? I thought it was ok. Now I see those were the old day and now I'm free. No
eight days a week
'Cause I can't control myself when I eat (I'm hungry)
Think I'm an Insta model now, what's that about?
By the way, have I mentioned
propelled
In this pit of collision, America, for surely call it Hell
It came in text that I was sent as a visionary
I travel with the humble, still bled
Birdman hands all day I look like Static Shock
Tell me why these why fingers always sting when I'm touching knots
Birdman hands all day I look like
says trust in Me
I'm here for you
Showed you that on the cross
When I bled and died just for you
cll to prove that I love you
Verse 2
Now you know what
Having mix up emotions
Rp ten got me causing commotion
Let's bring all the static
Ice on the rug like alddin
Bag all the gas then we go head out to traffic
already bled
Choking on words that I never said
I think now I can't kiss you, not the same effect
'Cause you revel in these days of our death
'Cause you
by step it's a process
And day to day we strive for progress
So get back up if you fall, do not quit
Place your trust in Christ and hold onto His
with me
You X'd me out, you ain't have to fuck with me
Nigga, why you came then fuck with me?
Told you I'd do anything for you, I just don't know
2020 came in Everyone cried. (1:15)
Whole world went to hell After Coby died.
Bitch came in.
By the name of Rona.
Kicked us in the nuts Didn’t
a chance, they leavin' nigga where they seen him at
Ain't bout a bill, I do not talk, I only care about increasin' that
He itchin' for static, him and his
ready for that (Statik)
Detroit vs. Everybody
Uh, I took a bite out the rotten apple by the poison tree
All these females need to email to make noise
Lookin' for these better days
Better days, heyy! Better days
Got me thinkin' bout better days
Better days! Better days, better days
Hey! Better
Lookin' for these better days
Better days, heyy! Better days
Got me thinkin' bout better days
Better days! Better days, better days
Hey! Better
ain't nuttin but a faker!"
(repeat 2X)
Your style is smooth, even for a cheatin mic
You shoulda won applause as a Rakim sound-alike
Here's
Another day, another day, that I've been waiting for you
Another day, another day, that I've been, that I've been
Another day, another day, that I
(Yo, yo, yo , yo , yo ,yo, yo you know what it is)
(Ten tracks that’ll fit in your backpack)
(Created with love, care, and a touch of black magic)
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, you know what it is
Ten tracks that'll fit in your backpack, created with love, care, and a touch of black magic
Please
Court days, they be more important than your birthdays
Cuz one judge can take away your life and change your fate
18/10, Twizzy died in the worst way
Yeah okay
Had to up the pills from two to three when will it end
Every day I'm waking up and I'm taking my meds
Been this way for far too long now
right to atone
Battle scars, fought all my life, no Alice Walker
Praying for better days, this pain I'm tryna alter
Keep my guard up, this journey is not
something tragic
Right back at it again
Wake up a new day, we call it a win
If the last song's a seven then we going for ten
Don't do it for attention
He was struck by static in the heart
Shot by an appendage from a television tube
And knowing what it meant to be showered with sound
He became
stress, the city don't rest
Can't maintain your poise for the goddamn noise
So I'm watchin my clock because the day drifts off
At night I reason with myself
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