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Duplicate things from the past
I just wanna appreciate, celebrate
Resonate with you
Give thanks we are blessed

Come to me boo
Come to me boo
We gonna reach

those lonely nights
So let me inside your apartment
I'm walking the streets with a heartache but it
Doesn't have to be so bad
When I got you right by my

didn't know they had hearts of stone
Frozen by Western Europe's cold
Also, there were scumbags among us
Willing to work for white conquerors honours

Panic Attack (The P.A.)

Atmosphere

You Can't Imagine How Much Fun We're Having

2005

front to back
Stack up the stats. Handle the math, and that'll be that
Hold your head up. I know your fed up
But don't let it get up to the top of them

Today we gather
To celebrate the birth of new beginnings
The change the trenches been waitin' on
All the struggles I went through
To get this far
I

Celebration
Celebrate you
And you
Jubilee my one love
Langa my undying compadre

Jubilee no LigaMo
Jubilee no LigaMo
Jubilee no LigaMo
Jubilee no

up fire flame full throttle
Lets celebrate Im fresh home drink out the bottle
All this money on me i hit the lotto
But let me tell you bout my past

I know rappers who celebrate for every day that I don’t drop
Cause they know that what I do is too impossible to top
And shit, I don’t even focus

stick
High as shit ridin' thru the streets that I survive in
Defyin' gravity rapidly elevatin'
Celebrate it, I body the cypha while hella faded
Hella

you mad about?
Streets filled with heat that's why we passing out 
No love inside the block so we air it out
Celebrate with the homies like ain't

filled with wild nights and new heights
But paradise doesn't come without a pair of dice
So we roll the dice and educate 
Let our minds elevate 
Spin

po no helmet they can't sue me
I'm just riding thru the hood passing by the lake
Just to meet my homie for a joint wake n bake
Pull up at the spot now

of... they wanna see you knocked
Either sittin for a lifetime or laying in a box
Can't be life... let a brotha navigate the streets
I ain't bothering

and the casualties 
Cops will kill you in the streets and celebrate at Applebees
We mad at the world but don't look at it's anatomy
Started in the garden when Eve

on the fucking turf 
And one thing's for sure he wasn't killed by bunch of jerks 
Pharmaceuticals never wanted aids to be cured 
And if you talking too much you

Beast Mode Pt.2 Lyrics
Verse 1:

Whooo
Fam on my mind so I'm in my zone
Black Wall Street grind
So I'm going beast mode 

Peace to Bmore yo
North

talkin reckless on the crew name
My view changed
Used to want revenge
Now I want Dusse
Let's drink to em
Niggas losin they P's
Look like Jenny Craig
It's

Don't get caught in the fire 

Conned by those liars

Of lust and desires

When it's down to the wire

Who can set the bar higher

Then the heights

See the industry's asleep
It's coiled up in the sheets
With no idea of what's really going on in the streets
Musicians afraid and claiming they're

For the haters for whatever it's worth
I wish 'em well was sick when Kobe died
Laughed when Oprah fell
Learn you niggas by respect
Took price

Rollin round life til I'm paid I let the top drop 
While my girlfriend playin in ma dreads
You know me damn right come prepared
She want a real nigga

flying through the streets
Skip to 2017 and you got Scorleone up in Shenzhen by the beach diving on these beats
你好, Digga. Bienvenue au Chine du Sud, Digga

a lot of money while you talk a lot
They won't let me ball they won't let me ball
I stand tall with this words I don't wanna fall

Mama told me go

With the gang man
Straps fully loaded up we ain't playing man
Been thuggin all my life don't tell me nothing
I was raised by these streets dad didn't