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Who dat running through your view?
Who dat mobbing with his crew?
Who dat talk it like he walk like he got something to prove
Want an album? Give 'em

JUST A MOMENT

by Eric Brace & Thomm Jutz

Better days, a ways away

The sun is up, then down again

Don’t ask me the hour

I couldn’t give an answer

Man, I'm nervous, heck boy this is my first shot
I feel like I'm coming out of my shell and it feels to hot
And maybe this is why he was so scared

He thinks his life is a movie he's moving legit
I'm like "I'm deep in the come up, I'm new to this bit"
I treat the mic like a tool n' I'm cool with

This album's dedicated to you
Katie
The Bonnie to my Clyde
I know sometimes I be getting outta pocket and all
But the truth of it is
I'm just so

must be crazy, nigga
Onе song for my deluxe is all I need to do
These puppies barkin'
They done bit off more than they can chew
My album just dropped
I'm

down 
Eric to Breeze he’s a rapper now,

(Hook)
The only thing I’m sorry for is that I’m sorry that I’m not,
So when you See that sequence open up your

Carolina, nigga

You see it's young Wayne
Game is ashamed and they say he's a pain
He is crazy deranged
Put them blades on his thing
It's like eighty

motherfucker
I've held shit you would be crushed by
I've held shit you couldn't even fathom holding
So all the fucking pricks who are gonna say
CB, your album's

called to raise the bar
My sun says it's my time to shine, we milk the galaxy 
To raise the star. Covered by lion of Judah, 
This ain't no place for scar,

throat
My pops got it real ‘off the boat’
And he would’ve got a mill, but his boy took a deal with the folks
They still twist their face when I come by

New direction blows the wind, sun's reflection slows the ink
Tell me when the story begins
Cuz I'm only getting closer and closer to throwing the pen

Hellz Wind Staff

Wu-Tang Clan

Wu-Tang Forever

1997

you none
When it reach out and teach someone, blaze they buns
Now I'm guilty by association
Times of blackness eclipsin the sun, target practice

the calendar design
Wilderness tours, guided for and by the blind
Cool ruler standing still sweating through the shades
He knew those lights only grew bright

was tryna make a change 
Ahmaud ran -he was tryna run away
Eric Garner raises hands
Story didn't change 
George Floyd in the streets
Yea he was slain
So

an inspiration

Alex West
You were brought on by our ex-manager
But when he left you stayed
That meant so much and now you've become our OG patron
We can't express

spread across the page
sun set - blood across my face
you can bet that whatever the results are
gangs will still drive the cross bone and skull car
right

could prance on
This is not a dance song, not a clap your hands song
Rest In Peace to Eric garner, they did that man wrong
Shot laquan 16 times, and said

Hard times, whole life, that’s just fine
Rough edges, curved roads, spent his whole life
Tryna find a way out, and find a straight line
Bet he didn’t

and waste the night away
Wakin' up late and blinded by the sun rays
Waking up that morning hungry for some toast
Thinkin' about dinner gonna make myself

Or did he
Rest in peace biggie
But I'll tell ya'll something
Anyone who talks down to me
I won't be missing
Who thought I was playin'
With all due respect

doubt that is what he said
Then I told them about my album
That is inspired by their stuff
They even blessed the title
Almost is never enough
They said

I'll
Have to get closer deals on the tables now
I'm after this closure
Every albums killing they like
'Can he get colder?'
G is who your Girlfriend's

to find
You know the line, "Don't judge the book by its cover"
Read every page cause the nigga's my brother
But it shoulda stated, that the book's on one's