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things you will not understand
You're our blessing and this is God's plan
And I am
so fortunate that I can call you mine"
"Do you worry about my future?"

empty drinkin' Henny

To forget that you was with me
Writin' music to stay busy
Well, just like a ghost
First you're here and now you're gone
You did

you hate me if I said hi,
Just one more time,
To help get by
To keep me fine
To keep me from crying
If I said I was okay, I'd be lying
Cause I miss you

Make it a big thing rolling loud clouds above never falling down
Raining from above but my neck stay wet still fuck all of y'all but thanks for

Things that we wouldn't talk about
So we could pretend that's why emotions won't come first
But the deep end's closer, you walk away in hope that
We could

a sped?
Till one day I stood up and said, Fuck you, Fuck this and this shit
Kindergarten I never had recess, First grade I started conflict with kids
In

as knives!
KNIVES?!!???
No no no, there's no such thing, I'm sure we'll all be fine!
(Right?)
Oh, contraire my naive little friend
For if you cross its path it

50 on the first try
25 after in vain
75 is now a landslide
And victor knows my name
And I am lost inside and abide
To the beat that always struck my

dream is important
To make it true it's you the parent
Knowing their capabilities the first thing you must believe as a parent
It's okay if they fail ,

get by Take flight to the center of life
Like the prophet and the many that died So often we are denied

Being black, we ignore the signs Thinking

and the waves to escape
But then they're just drowned by the fucking police
Swear it'd be crazy to me
In the same Leb but we still disagree
How can't they see

My heart has set anchor on the bottom of my left shoe
It's the first thing I step on when I make my way to you
It's clear I'm leaving a bloody trail

know if I'm dead or alive
But I guess I'll just survive
You had a dream we got married
It was sweet, like berries
But that didn't mean a thing
And my

Bad lil' things, that just do what it do
If you wanna act tough, gon and lace up your shoes
If you tryna play rough, gon and round up your goons
I think

that shit
Razor flirt with wrists
Hate overpriced shit like Ruth Chris
Spark a rude twist
First thing I wrote was peace on my wish list
Turned an angel

talk bout the things that I love
Then I cut them niggas off blink of an eye
Then I cut the supply, you really got no demand
Are we up for fight? If you

Calm my nerves
Go head and spit this verse
Praying the day I'm in Hearst
Ain't the first day that I take to church
fine line between who prays for

I stay awake sometimes
Thinking of the world that's ending
And you there by my side
I never thought much of time
Until it came around to greet me

I'm 'posed to write
How I'm 'posed to give back every single thing I done worked hard to get
Trying to tell me how to ball
Ain't never had the ball

some old dear meanwhile the geezer by the window looks out in a state of fear. Next thing the door bursts open some guy looking for a fight
Man I love my

Niggas mad but I don't even understand
S Prod made another fucking hit again I can't wait till I touch my first hundred bands
Sitting back thinking

Your feet sliding across the cold hard tiles
I'm woken by your singing through these paper thin walls
You catch the first leaf of Autumn 
Pressed

know that he can not stop himself while she burns

And at first he's captivated
By this new and crazy world
Yet his new dream slowly fading
Each day he

Hey
You are all by yourself, you're walking down the street
And I can't help but stare at those two things, look how they weap
I'm going crazy now,