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to splinter
I never felt the urge to get us back on speaking terms
In fact our mutual friends -
are-the-cause-of our facades return

I never wanted this
They

me the money, I make ink deposits
Aint really worried bout trappin, but green, we always got it
So we smokin on that gas
Bicked back and making music

A place where you spend your days alive
Just scraping by
And terrified
Of the days that come across you wish to die
Where satisfied days do not apply
Do not

you a slave
In life and healthy all we want is slumber in graves
Touch me - get infected and then trust me
It is all you wanted to be loved by
Locked

A place where you spend your days alive
Just scraping by
And terrified
Of the days that come across you wish to die
Where satisfied days do not apply
Do not

I like to freestyle but ain't nothing free these days
Cause all these flows come with fees these days
I like to speak to the kids cause it ease my

to get here, ain't no one taking my seat
This a dream to you, reality to me, Wingwalking with myself
I'm playing tennis with me, bouncing thoughts go back

on the mountain
Won't they freeze dry
Tell by my face, I'm lifted like Madonna
One shot at me and, fuck it, you're a goner
I bust a couple raps and I smoke this

they tryna jump you bro!
I'm just tryna look out, but I'm not a lookout
Never get involved with something that'll make me leave town
Wanna raise my kids

back
Have an exit strategy, in fact, you probably should pack//
We was seated 5 deep in Grand Caravan
By the store wit da purple and white logo with

Double what I spent
On this music shit
Let her get a glimpse
On a solo tip
Yea I layed that kick
And I made that lit
Patience kid imma cop that whip
Imma

Cypher my code
And tell me what damages
Labels are savages picking up money
Recycle the artists
Who always got money
I'm standing by artists
Who need that

unfazed by the one step forward
Two steps back
Or maybe I'm just too numb to react
You gotta
Take from peter to give to paul
Go ahead and stall
We're new

gon' creep up 
Look how they stalk 
Right before they peek up 
Bro got my back 
You know we linked up 
High on parole can't get no ink now
Get what you

damaging nerves
Sit by the side eyed
Why rappers die
Diss me y'all bite the currrrb
Generation X become my pillow pet
Fuck me y'all Fuckin
Scurrrrred
Oh

ever face the music?
(Haha, I been waiting on this feelin' far too long man)
I don't think that I can do it alone
(Think I finally got it back)
As a kid

maybe even going back in time
Ain't gonna change anything but you can try
All these empty magazines resemble my efforts every clip a memory never riped

maybe even going back in time
Ain't gonna change anything but you can try
All these empty magazines resemble my efforts every clip a memory never riped

a new eclipse
The kid is stayin' ill, motherfucker, I'm Illuminate
I don't gotta try to shoot my shot and go and scoop your bitch
You're textin' her some

the ink from the screen
You're holding on to something
but it's not in that zine

The floor is filled with resin
on the place where you're to sleep
If you

son
Take some crystal to prison and don’t fail
Holdin’ it in a back pocket
Cops checked me and said "You can go, kid"
I felt like a rocket and
Then it’s

divorce (talkin' divorce)
Said daddy was livin' by the fire, and he died by the torch (check, check)
I'm where the AKs is, we like the Bébé's Kids
Ain't

The Last Hit

The High & Mighty

Home Field Advantage

1999

Shady, that's me
Iron Mic Trilogy
Back with the flyest material 
Shady, Shady, that, that, that's me
Iron Mic Trilogy
Back with the funky beats

[Hook]

Drums, snares, and kicks, brass and woodwind
My minds over flowing demons trying to get in
I’m in my own hell, drowning and can’t swim
Here’s