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my quiet nights, time to unwind
So much pressure in this life of mine, I cry at times
I once contemplated suicide, and woulda tried
But when I held

the day I turned 7

This ain't normal must be Gods given 

Told the world we can never be even 

Nasir Jones be my teacher 
Reason my pen game getting

to the murder of Dr david Gunn
Who was killed in Florida
By pro-life activists
While I was living there that was
The ultimate hypocrisy I
Witnessed growing up:

Confessions

Cam'ron

Confessions of Fire

1998

the F know
But death row
I'm coming by the inches
And them niggaz outside on the benches
Don't think that we in the trenches
Cause we got a 600
And we

calling and I'm headed there soon
My life's an empty room consumed by gloom
My demons haunt me, and they won't leave me alone
I tried to exorcise them, but

been boolin' in my estate
On the low been runnin' it up by the day
On the low been living this life by the second, by the minute
Fucking yo bitch by

357

Cam'ron

Confessions of Fire

1998

a kiss
So yo, so I blend in the mix
Now a day don't go by I ain't been in a chick
Eight and a half on the dope, ask Dominican Rich
Winning and rich

clips at the born hour
I'm a wizard at this shit
Like Jowahn Howard
Put my gun up in the ass of crews
And start to spray
Time to pay massive dues
So I

This sounds like the boat I haven't bought yet
Too much cash I got no room in pockets
Get it how you want it
At some point in life you gotta leave

How many waves in my hair?
One for each day of the year
I have no peers, who should I really fear?
My balling top tier, to the streets I keep my ear

lost faith that you'd understand me
Life fades into black, faces turn to a blur
I get trapped in my head, I don't utter a word
I get by every day, but I

to stunt - I don't need to front
There black history e'ry day - I don't need a month
The survey says - by the streets according
Kanye's just important

Everbody on the streets
This a little thesis coming from me
When I throw up baguettes, sitting at the bar
Or smoking a little red life in my car
I

day

I found peace in your pain love in your hate highs in your lows only God knows
Only God knows
I found peace in your pain love in your hate highs in

Now I'm back without a grasp of reality
Finally see the realism of life in actuality
Finding myself terrified by my own infernality
If I'm gonna rap,

We Fly High

Jim Jones

Hustler's P.O.M.E. (Product of My Environment) [Clean]

2006

And we in the street life 'til they call the law (ballin')
I made the whip get naked (what happen?)
While I switch gears, bitch lookin' at the bracelet

We Fly High

Jim Jones

Hustler's P.O.M.E. (Product of My Environment)

2006

And we in the street life 'til they call the law (ballin')
I made the whip get naked (what happen?)
While I switch gears, bitch lookin' at the bracelet

'm sour onion
I pour codeine in a LeBron Sprite
Pop a Percocet, I feel like Iron Mike
Strip club, I make 30k skydive
I get head on a high rise, my life

release a mixtape every six days
Sit back with a six-pack while the shit plays
Get my dick sucked by six babes
And still have enough spit in me to donate

the cabbage
Her old nigga gave her baggage, have her on a flight in 3 hours
And I don't associate with cowards, I keep some pretty bitches up at howard
All

hungry, now I watch all my niggas count racks (count racks)
For this life we live, on my mama, yeah, I'm 'bout that ('bout that)
I'm 'bout that
I'm 'bout

and I turn the page
I came in this game fuelled up with rage
Happy if I earned anything close to a wage
Life changed, now how can man take me for

skate by
I just need you in my life so we can make ties, and we can cut lies
Make this shit fye, I promise you I'll hold it down n make you never cry

[Verse 1]
I said listen, I'm a nigga on a mission
Do what I gotta to get my people in position
Help 'em envision a better living condition
Stop