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touchdown
Bro was in the slammer
Now he's flying out to Cape Town
Nearly shed a tear to see him live it up now
I think I'm nice now
Getting better with my

I must of been only 3 
You held my hand and grew my heart 
My earliest memory 

Walking through the park and crossing the road 
At the bottom

Who Are the Sunz of Man?

Sunz of Man

Blazin'

2001

For what it's worth I teach my seeds so they eat or bleed durin child birth

Tensions in the atmosphere so you're best to beware
Or be burned by my

on our tireless way

Chorus: We sang for Jim Larkin
Through the pain there was pride
And sweet young Ellie by my side

From Stephen's Green we walked

in the
Manor? Good luck with that
You'll probably get killed by the same
Youts that looked up to man
Diced in the alley when police left
These kids'll

As lightning strikes and thunder pounds
Over the grey skies of East London town
Prophecy K returns from the underground
Signified by the peoples

to figure out
All I throw is strikes on the pitchers mound
Live life with a smile cause girls kiss my mouth
My middle finger's to the sky if they get bitter

From that events which occur in dense fog
Accumulates clouds monsoons and thick smog
By the way this is protected by the green that I'm smokin'
With

she don't care
Fly back around, one more good time
Park this muthafucka been around the block twice

I don't want a driver, drive myself while I'm high

but a long time me did bad,
See the bimma there park up in a drive but she ah forward she have fi pay fi the cab,
Hmm
Watch Stacey ah dash,
True me have

a four
I shoot at the stars, strike a pose (grrah)
I walked in this bitch with a coat
Yeah, yeah, I want the fetti
Die by Lil Keed, yeah, I'm thug

As a lot of stories go, some of us don't make it out of this place we call home
But as you know, we live by this code and stand on these street

there's no meat on the menu
No violence no hate is what I send you
Purify all the evils that us men do 
Hunger strike protest if you got a cause
So many

you know
Bro look like Juno in a fitted cap
Talk shit, Bruno, burn Zuko
Fascists kill us make a killing so we kill 'em back (Head)
Fatal strike timing,

bands turned em to a stack
Big Shot live in Steven Jack
Devin Hester with the bag how I run it back
Jeff Gordon on yo block the way we running laps
2 made

Strike it rich now we chilling in space
I played the game and put on my war face
Paint under the eyes like I'm in the league
Hitting this out the park, 98'

something
Strike Team
Main beam see you coming
It's funny how much I impress
The niggas that wanna
Check my level
And say we really competition
Like I ain't

and bruise

When the clock strike twelve, ring Glocks like bells
But don't try to stop it when it's hot like hell
Put the locks on the doors like live in

closed
The park bench where we let it end
The bookshelf where it all began
The lightning didn't strike again
But my sutures let me pretend
I called it home

while I'm writing my music
It's outta the park when I swing for the fence
I'm impatient I'ma strike for a win
With the fam I ain't got no more friends

like a Gemini
Inside, Lives The Bridge to the other side
Follow me down the rabbit hole, where I had to walk on faith
Just like the yellow brick,

and I'm already on my seventh ounce
10:30 I be up inside my pigeon's house
When it strikes noon, light the flute
Bite the fruit, inspired by the loot
Throw

This Is Northern Cali

Woodie

Demonz N My Sleep

2001

bang in east bay it's a G thing
Punks saying salutation while taking lives with no delay
Feel me its west coast the left coast no test wit killer Cali

shelves
4 to 12, get you the safe paper
Here's the idea, I'm Poison Pen
Yeah stay right there man
I live with no string, breath easy
You get loud, I get