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they native tongue
And the day is just begun
Greeted by the scent of a bum
Smelling something like beer, barf, and dung
A brother in repose in the back

Ever since you left i’ve been lying by myself
Crying only on the inside for my health
Ive been drawing Self-Portraits i’m liable to melt
Im fine what

the only thing in common
Niggaz eating felonies like weenies and top ramen
Gang wars got us riding around with sticks
And brother's caught up in the middle

She got heart eyes for the kid but I can't be no valentine
Remember I got struck by cupid all them feelings passed in time
Valentino duffel bag I got

Everybody wants change but wont forgive they own brother
I just simply made a vow, now I cant hear my old woman
Cut friends off, sexual orientations, acronyms

5 to 9, I'm like you out your mind
I doubt you'll find me sitting in their pews
Sitting idly by, I got shit to do
Then I remembered dude that I shared

(Say what)
What am I gonna do, dearest brother
My inner peace disturbed by the smother
I broke them good, it rings in my hood
And hard on me

own mortality
I'm here by good fortune and a bit of whimsicality
As luck would have it
I'm 26 and still standing
Few and far between are the records

slumped or awake
I feel like my
Brothers car totaled in the driveway
101 and knocked out by the Padres
45 and going on a blind date
Look at all this food I

that
I often walk behind her
On purpose
As she grabs
A pound of hamburger
A bag of sugar
A loaf of bread
A box of cereal
Aisle after aisle
My heart

Walk around the party boosed with
The steele behind me
Come at the Village sideways
Will get you discarded
Rap intelligent but boy I
Swear my bitches

the eyes that never close
That you may take a peek right through the window to my soul
Take you by the hand and walk you down this lonely road
The path less

just got me dancing like I never thought I'd get it right
So let me blow those motherfucking candles right
Please walk on by my dream song won't sell
But

If I got caught I would’ve beat every case
It’s Dean
Doing the race, not Tay-K
Walk down with a K
he got her a ring and that bit came from Kay
This

My nigga imma talk my shit
Imma walk my line
Imma fuck my bitch
You respect my mind
I took time to perfect my grind
The kick drum and bass is all mine

to fall in traps don't take me wit you
This ain't no barrel we ain't crabs it ain't no issue
And I think I cried my last in this tissue
This 4 my brother

the Phenome
Drill it in ya head
When Shdw dropping
Nigga chomp at the bit
Sick of being overlooked
& underrated in favor
Of bummy niggas homies
Pushing by

in the bucket I actually make it make cents
In search of peach getting shot by police
My city wilding three dead in a week
Let his mom walk the stage

give her plan B dick
No no no
lil shorty 
No no
You won't leave me stuck
Nigga chase dreams wit' a whole new team
Niggas crabs in the barrel 
Them niggas

This shit ain’t convoluted
You can see through it
And understand
We been pushed Into the ground
Like crabs up in the sand
Belittling blacks
Since we

It mean talking the talk/& walking the walk/ 
Regardless of the crabs on the edge of the bucket/ 


It means pretending or acting ok/ 

When it's

Crabs in a bucket I came the bucket
I jumped out the water like fishes
There was a time I was humble af but now I got way too many bitches
I got way too

Flexi With da Tech (Nique)

Artifacts

Between a Rock and a Hard Place

1994

down with Tame, I'm MC El

Lately playin' Hurricane G demos in my Walkman
I walk and I talk and read issues of The Source and
Check out the dreadlocks in

Money and Shows

Real Live

The Turnaround: A Long Awaited Drama

1996

I stack cream chickens attract like magnets
Plus brothers be open and only hit by fragments
Of platinum shrapnel I consume the whole room