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the basement
They don't wanna face it

Uh
And I'm back in this bitch
Brand new track
Black cap
In the fit
They cannot fathom the work I put in to be part of this

in advance
If I make you a part of the plan
We could build something grand
We could build something lit
Brick by brick and it's trip by trip
But if

From the Cradle to the Grave

Subhumans

From the Cradle to the Grave

1983

Well they took you from your mother's womb and put you in a school
Told you how to run your life by following the rules
Told you not to pick your

house, leaving shells and bodies
Woah i'm too lit
Private plane finna hit in them cents
Get a brand new check get jiggy
She keep telling me to sign her

70 Bars

Lloyd Banks

Money in Da Bank, Vol. 4 [Bonus Tracks]

2006

won't be gifts or vacation to the trop's
This hard dick bubble gum stake him in the pots
I got a brand new semi out the box
Just in case a nigga think he

Rain running down the window pain 
My clothes still smell like your cigarettes 
I Empty my woes onto the page 
So my body no longer carry the regrets

I black out
Stop by the center
And I'm back now
Full team
Digitize a brand new sword
Plus 15 to pierce wards
20 Percent to orc hordes
Bow to the new

I ain't here to teach a rapper nothin
Learning more by cooking than munching somethin
Never mention hunches to em seeming natural of course
Observe

It's a brand new day high tops on my kicks
Calling up my clique taking time catch a flick
805 summer pop bottles by creek
Its a party vibe and I'm

all brands tryna fit in like a Stan  
Now I turn to Kmart to style my body parts
Add a dog-tag a G-Shock that's black, 
Crack out the fat Nike's whack

ain't got a shot to shoot (aye)
You ain't got a vibe to lose 
(Wink Wink) On my solo dolo rendezvous
(Beaming) Taking nudes none of them for you 
Body

scribbled with fears
I slip on my mask to hide all my tears
My body at the shower floor
I think I can’t take it anymore
How did I deserve to find you?
You got

hold me down by any means
You cant hold me down o you cant hold me down
My soul was lost and found
I'm bound to let this cap off with no graduation gown

I swear the jungle get deep 
He found a home in streets 
Wanted designer on his body 
And then J 's on his feet 
Started hanging with them hitters

V’s on my back
A-Team my status I’m fresh like a tat
These off brand ass niggas don’t know how to match
I came with some drip and they cloned that shit

lil pups
Shot to the head
He on a shirt
We just made him a brand
Getting rich
Yea we all about bands
Going broke
That ain't part of the plans
Bad bitch

Yeah, yeah, what up
AMD
Futurama call me bender take yo Baby
Momma send her brand new Set
My grills like Dentchers wide Body kit might need new

the music
The people who promote the music
Us consumers who support their sponsorships
By purchasing their clothing and their Brands
And fuck you if you want

to the touch like a brand new clutch

should i start your ignition or maintian my position
and stay on my grind and proceed to my mition

but your lips cloud

focus on actions
My life is fueled by passion
Body a beat and then go toe tag it
Stay with the tools like go go gadget
Streams gon pay a few fractions

make a lot of noise
Uh uh
Na who want smoke with me
762 in the drac but he got hit with 223
Spin yo block like a part two we double back then repeat
Aint

sticks since the age of six so aint stranger to the smoke
Young niggas right now in middle school do a drive by on a moped
My hood dont like no elevation

climbing the board like a leader
And that body gon shake like a seizure
Now she feeding me grapes like I'm Caesar
I was up when I sat by the bleachers
I'm

because they haven't been you
All alone, below to call your throne, casting stones
At everyone who doesn't fully understand
your strands and brands