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the shit makin' rap history
Lately the truth is rare
They just believe in cap strictly
Residue on vision wear we was
Movin' that crack swiftly
Now we

of chaos
And casualties more than 280 have
Been killed by latest count
Popcaan: What is dis?
It's the single bloodiest 24 hours since
Targets were hit with

Pass Pass Pass Pass the Test
I'm not affected by him
I'm not infected win win
I'm gonna burn that violin
I'm winning gold, bring it in
And I have

Seen it comin
I made the deal I shook his hand
He knew just what I wanted now I'm Haunted
By beasts with jagged teeth and rows Of gold
And for the time

you could lay by my side
So I could take you for a ride

I know you will love the thrill of it
So sit back and just admit
I swear you don’t have to say

Has some of his own
Has a face for the hall of fame 
But would rather stay at home 
Cigarette by his bedside 
But says he doesn’t smoke 
Just in case he

hard?
Pop champagne get a sip too strong
Gotta feel myself just a little too much
I paved the way for these dudes
You can't take my self esteem
If I was

this shit
Cause there's nothing here for this gold fish
Outgrown his bowl and i'm just getting stacked like a totem poll
Channel me
No more friends
I got

off outside the lobby
Lowers his wink like guillotine

Invite in for coffee when the night ends
We get Head like Nescafé gold blend
Big tip for

I had cheated and stole.
What a surprize I got!
Kenny Beard treated me like gold.
He welcomed me back into his home.
Gave me that cherished guitar.

baby come on give it up
Us minus the S, U treated this like a hookup
She from the same endz as Thiago Silva
Jules Rimet we talking gold not silver
Legs

that weed up in a blunt
Might get thirsty, pour it up
Need more music, turn it up
Then everything, everything good
Feel like life is full of vices
We

hand hold up
What I do turn to fucking stacks
Real killers by my side they cut you up just need a text
Got credentials like a fed aye gold bars in my bag

I remember it was hard in the pits with my dawgs
Made it out with scars, that's a kiss from the gods
Gold drip on my wrist look like piss on my arm

wanna know
When I treat it like it's gold
Should I still be feeling low
Down , down
My town still knows
Cuz I treat it like it's home
How you feel I'll

a place in mind if you down to roll
It's right down the road
Now take a step inside it make you feel like gold
Nice to meet
Jump right in come and ride with

I turn my sorrow to sadness, my  excitement to gladness
Time keeps on slipping by, distorting my mind as I descent into madness
Sipping champagne

Before the jingle before the hot single
I was seeing shit boy, jackin' like Nino
Step by steppin', wreckin' and checkin' 
No doors expected; madness is

can't wipe them clear
Your love is like gold to me

But you hold me closer to the light
You will not find a bullet inside
Unless you magnify

But

Hollywood and Vine

Matchbook Romance

West For Wishing

2003

The sky looks like patchwork
Stitched just enough so the sky won't fall on top of us
It's Alright
The city was covered in gold
And made out

bounces off my sweat
They take me as a threat
Haven't hit the ground yet

That's the way I like it
Make it dirty make it rough
Yeah I feel excited
I hope

gold and liberty
Wasted for dictocracy

Blood, paint with blood (blood)

I would like to rhyme something positive
Nothing about anger, violence and grief

to the time
The flowers used to grow, remember
The river shining gold, you told me
We're both gonna grow old side by side

I wasn't ready for the truth

My perception of the inner divine 
Had to reroute
Like DA-Word
Tracing an Zig-Zag-Zig line
Back to Da-Root
Freeing a caged bird,
Giving it back its