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on this earth that he can't get by
Imma living testament of the testaments to my brethren
That word will make u a better woman a better man
Gotta cut them

clias Billy the Kid

cnd in that old oak chest is the spirit of days gone by
He could never talk about while it burned him up inside
Can't change

won't laugh at your looks
Your voice or your face
And by any number of bets in the book
Will be rollin' long after the bubblegum craze
You need

I believe in Kwame Nkrumah
I believe in Tom Sankarah
When it feels like hope is lost
And there's no where else to go
I will read the books of Bernard

fun
He's not the one

Don't sully yourself
Before your God
But do your duty
By your husband, Todd

And I say
Don't pay them heed

If marriage was good

the kids 

Think back to the old days 
Those golden days 
When you were young 
But now you're in your old age 
Pension fund your monthly wage 
And no one's

that we Live 

Young kid struck by the spirit of ancient poets 
Fluent in the freestyle language and kept flowing 
Effortless exodus of ancestral

that I look so mad, I don't seem to
Real cold world, one thing I discovered
Just know, never judge a book by its cover
Just know, never judge a book by

A Life in the Day of Benjamin André (Incomplete)

OutKast

Speakerboxxx/The Love Below

2003

By the time I did, heard that you had a kid
By some nigga in Decatur
Who replied, "See you later", when he got the good news, that's life shit
Now,

ghetto kid with Aye side of new wave
Old soul, the benzo might push Aye Hunnid today
I know the bad, I know the good
Seen the bougie and the hood
But I'm

Breaking cycles old
For a future bright and bold
With every word and look
We rewrite the age-old book
In minds, the seeds I sow
In time, a forest it will

proud


Wanna travel to the sky and settle down

Kick back layin' on the clouds

Build a house so big it's lookin' like a town

Have some kids you know

it was phase 

c book in its old page

This isn't the old days

Can't feel the same at old age

You been trying to figure out how our whole past erased

everything by hand
With books and wells
We could color with crayons
We could put together puzzles
We could read about triumphs
We could read about struggles

the book of faces
Last testament for hopeless cases
Trout pout punctuates boots and braces
Sorting out the Jacks, Queens, Kings and Aces

The curse

kids, and a rib, and for nothing else

Of course, "Mary is a virgin", that's what we say
We love when it never really was that way
Of course, Sodom

Green tops, boulders and bottles
Soldiers who follow leaders
You owed 'em dollars
Know that tommorrow you might not see it
Packs got knocked off by

I like to kick a lotta shit flows and bitches out of crib
Started saying cocky shit but keep my ego moderate
Testaments are old just like the book

Bust it to the floor when the Henny pop
Old tunes like a old school kids bop
Bust it down to the floor
Yeah
And that’s 6 by 3
I do 25 to life if they

than an Old Testament
I'm heaven sent I'm the tree of Knowledge
God Warned Adam and Eve in the Genesis
Depart the ocean to sea to set
You free like

your repentance
I stand by my decisions
And my consequences
Already been judged
Living my life sentence
All alone with no witness
Just these rhymes

science to create a forward-looking, innovative sound.

Spiritual Depth: Drawing from the Old Testament, the lyrics focus on themes of redemption, divine

My old struggles on my brain still
Been so long since I felt it real
I ask my self like, "Damn, how pain feel?"
I'm detached, I took a risk and got

broken
Veins but also massive grins
As they roll their own with Old Holborn
And a book of Rizla skins
If your kid doesn’t like the fags
Or is not