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all alone by myself (bitch)
Smoke up for the fuck of it to get through hell (what the fuck, bitch)
So many times I break shit cos I don't care
Express

my crib and add a plaque to it
But they don’t understand
You people think it's all glamour and glitz
A nigga got it on his own they wasn't handing me

the Hell's Kitchen Nasir Jones
With some of Kweli's pros
That's widely spoke of and held
In regard by most
Of whom I would care about their opinion
You

Help keep you safe when the stars align
What’s a heartbeat worth, if a soul ain’t living
Know a few friends that would never think to give it
Pain

of all the beatings outta my mind
Never give the time of day
Because if I fucking fall they will all celebrate
Who gives a fuck about that weird ass brown

Fuck a dentist, he'll be paying me
For albums, amalgams of shit you never thought
Possible, reach for a hand out, get taught
Voluble on every single

check for
Yo homies and still be
Forgettin' these queens (Live by your means)
We in a corporation spell
In this American Dream i know you know
The justice

home

I'm just a dad
But one day you will hear your
Father's call
Be sure to stay humble
He'll teach you all things
By the Spirit found in Christ 
Jesus

they booked a room and pack their bags 
And that's a fact 
I can give you lyrics
Or give you that trap
You done heard it all?
Man I haven't even got it

yeah
Now I be chilling in the dark
Thinking 'bout what you left me with
That warm feeling in my heart
Now replaced by emptiness
You kept it real from

in bed and give whistles to ultimism
If you're scuttin' I'm with it, no time for the nippers
I'm a hell of a man and cause shocks like the skipper

Lo

How It Feels

Pras Michel

Win Lose or Draw [Clean]

2005

them big cars
That's all Mr.President, hear the voice of the youth
I don't lie, I speak the truth

They don't know how it feels
(When you a single

I just wanted something for you...
Plural
Yall
Cuz when we all my nigga up
I don't feel like a disappointment at all

Cuz I do struggle with

my future's damned
Ain't gon' lie deep down in me
I just wanted to smoke my dad
I remember one day, he came by the shack boozed up as hell and grabbed

day, he came by the shack boozed up as hell and grabbed my Sis by head, and pulled her down like she ain't nothing and I lost control

Ooh eey
Oh my

all inside your head 
Now youve fell inside my dread
Cant escape tied in the thread 
Fuck i think my life is ending im descending into hell
Paranoia got

people to the street

BLAZE OUT! Filling all the cities like Americans
All our fucking lives are always nonstop times
Please fill in the whisky, shake it,

The blind stares of a million pairs of eyes
Lookin' hard but won't realize
That they will never see the P!
You must be goin' blind

Give me my money

box
Y'all ain't bout that shit you speak about, you just tweet a lot

Smokin' on your album, puff puff, I'm a rasta
This ain't even pressure, you ain't

infatuated by KAWS paintings
And laws waiting
Medusa on the saucer scrapin'
I be the flyest nigga ever, mirror mirror
Off White biker leather, yo
Superman all

reading a Drake book
Put 'em all in one then the choruses begun
Did it fourteen more times, fuck it I was done
Left the patient man stunned by the one man

but I just cant help it
Myself esteem is even higher when im walking with you
You give me fire and desire
Like Tina Marie and Rick James do
I don't care

to return to God right now
Before this worlds a living hell

All Americans and everyone
Who believes in God
Churches need to return
And stop seeking gain

That's why I keep speaking
I'm giving em hope still
I got the labels hanging by my coat tail
You blow off a single, your album ain't do sales
Oh well...
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