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Wheey
We celebrate we escaping the raids
On yo block
Heyy
I be with thugs that be shaking their braids
And Dreadlocks
I won't die poor, Oh Noo
I got

High plotting on how we gettin by
Baby roll another jay and light up
Gliding in my ride with ya body right beside of me
I leave girls feeling idle
But

and i call em Ruggs
Henry Ruggs
Coach ian tired fuck a sub
Landslide no runner up
When by myself that glizzy tucked
Yea he gone get knucked if he buck

teaching from the wise men
Did you already got
(x2)

You ask me why I'n I a natty dreadlock cnswer cyaan be understand by everyone
Brothers, brothers 
Roots

Dreadlock that cap woah
My nigga Im passing and shooting
Jump in the mosh and Im thrashing and moving
Find me the thrax now Im passin out cooling
I think that

Run a nigga down with the red dot 
Put a bullet through that niggas dreadlocks
If he talking big you know my niggas on his head top 
If he got a vest

the questions I have
Be found?
I need an answer now!
I see clearly
Eyes see all
Let the pendulum
I see evil
Eyes see none
Let the pendulum swing
Decisions made by

a unique individual
Always seeing the pros and cons but I'm still here stuck in the middle

I know adventures are all passing by and there's more to this I

for you in this 
dream world,
 where a pendulum swings and reverses things making 
This grand world not a man’s world anymore

liar liar
pants on fire

remind connections to
attachments that I have led.

Those winding spaces as the pendulum sways is
But a simple self reflection of me turning the pages.
So

Never do a brother wrong
You hear the story in the songs
Hit both sides like a pendulum
I'm never going low low
Emi omo ologo
Shey na bolor dey Kolo
This

a pendulum
I can never argue with a bitch
That's why I'm singling
And I ain't ever parting from my ship
That should be illegal man like
That should be illegal

remind connections to
attachments that I have led.

Those winding spaces as the pendulum sways is
But a simple self reflection of me turning the pages.
So

remind connections to
attachments that I have led.

Those winding spaces as the pendulum sways is
But a simple self reflection of me turning the pages.
So

know
It takes one little thing for everything to turn out wrong
One little thing for everything to turn out wrong
This slackjaw knife
The time gone by

of torture
No one can stop it
The walls are closin in
Handed down by 12
The verdict is in
Life is a death sentence
Trapped in the abyss
Life is a death

car by your broken legs
Swallowing stitches in her sleep
As she stole my only view, may I never blink

While you stood over the pavement
I was

one body
Their caskets will be exhumed

Entranced by the pendulum

falling down
Straight to fucking hell
I'm dying, help
Nobody hears

The dead is the man who cannot give up
Haunted by the fear of dishonor
Dreams

A story outta fairytale 


I’m enchanted by your dreadlock hair 
By your beautiful smile, oh so rare 
Enchanted by your skin 
And what is within 
In my

skull. Sitting high on Poseidon's throne as the arms coming through the wall.

The dreadlocks and the ace. The gleaming sword & the skull. The target

tell you, mi say
Zion a black, she live up by di track (Bim)
Zion a black, she live by di track
She was a ballhead
But now she turn a dreadlocks
She take

The world spins on an axis
Seven billion people passing by each other all the time
But you and I caught eyes on a subway
Baby what are the chances

Something about my life I wanna get it
And I'm trying 
Pretty tired, I been working like a slave 
You can tell by all my chains 
You can tell by all