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to serve the elderly

While I could be living somewhere in Beverly Hills
Just by evolving my skills on the beat
My music is better to listen on repeat
I'm

twice a year
The crowds will cheer, gripper feature
Beat the track into a fetal positions
Send a kite through the mic
To my people in prison
We have

High time I go and give up the ghost
Look back on my life and all I see
Is a nerd obscured by weed and smoke
I worry I can't do it but I know
If I go

That's all that I did
Bring my crew up to another land
And see how they live
I'll probably work my ass
Off to my gravestone
Shorty gotta tip my head off

It's a new year, but I'm makin' it leap
I got the grip on the stick, like a Wii
I got the gold on my neck, on my teeth
Uh, shine, uh, I mean
Uh, get

known
Hell i even abandoned myself some years ago
And I'm hardly holding on
In the dark before the dawn

Oh I'm living clean oh I'm getting redeemed

I've been living here|for an hundred years|Eyes on you all night and day|You're ready to blow any moment|Not a night goes by|I don't dream

when you're thinking backwards?
What kind of future would it bring for you?
Your promised land feels more like Battlefield avenue.

Give it up now, give

keys to the Holy Land
But when you're caught in twenty years on something, the real world makes no sound

At the break of day, the walls were trembling

Lewi White
Devlin (check)
Jme (serious)
Frisco (hey)
Syer B

I do me and I do it well, you couldn't 
Replicate one living cell in my body

Do This Thing [Original Broadway Cast Recording]

Kerry Butler

Mean Girls [Original Broadway Cast Recording]

2018

champion, better believe
Maybe the haters gonna make fun of you
All you can solve's the problem in front of you
High school's a four year social curse
But

to land, all a part of the traveller's high
What goes around comes around, exactly right
The same time that we saying have a good night 
The sun gradually

Give It Up

Us

Unified

when you're thinking backwards?
What kind of future would it bring for you?
Your promised land feels more like Battlefield avenue.

Give it up now, give

Thirteen

Haviah Mighty

13th Floor

2019

If we were to go by stats
Prison is a goldmine camp
With no buy backs
Nigga is a wizard in the system holding all my blacks
It started in 1640,

imagine! All shall tremble before me!"

Time went passing by
as he travelled far across the lands, until the day
when he found the prophecy

There was a way,

bank account, it got commas
Know that every year I go harder
Stronger longer
Dick grow longer, fuck your pills
Go get me that rubber
Nigga I'm living

a whole variety
Blowing weed 24s I blame my anxiety
Cold nights in my cell you
Said you'd stand by me
I wonder if they believe them own selves
No assurity,