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left her she's been crying every night
Your legacy will live, I know you're gone but not forgotten
Every time I'm in the mirror, I see you in my eyes

gun for hella long and ain't gone blow nun
Told the bitch I'm coming over I ain't show up
I Bet my bitch whoop yo bitch I got doe on it
Oh she ain't

and tears to reach this level I
Stay getting better still a lion but I'm dead inside
I still see that fuckrey I don't speak comfy when I go sleep cos it in my

at sea
Drift along
Hoping for someone to notice me
And they never do
Lost at sea
No one will come for me
No one
No one
Stuck
Want to give up
Shackled by my

my fucking voice
By now, you should know
That I've had enough of your boot on my neck
I've had enough

Well, I find myself sitting in the corner

the death 
Of the old me 
Now what I know
For the most part - For my whole heart 
Is I'm free
You woulda been dead 
For a long time 
If I knew how to forsee

Gutta Butta

Goodie Mob

Still Standing

1998

and cakes
Why can't I escape
These lies, straw, mirrors and plates?

In the land of jacks I got my axe over the tracks with stacks
Upon the map in

65/Breakfast

MellowHype

Numbers

2012

team is a squad who works to make a play
Look for tomorrow today is what I always say
'Cause if tomorrow's today then I'm just a blink away
I find my

of cleaner fresher fruit
My spirit's destitute, ain't no hell or purgatory
Ain't nobody praying for me, I'm always by myself, I'm lonely
Even when we speak, I

between my birth and death enough unwisely 
Spent on idolizing biased versions of events
First impressions can be permanent certain etiquette determines

the cops came, while his blood, was soaking me
A decade later, those same bloody clothes, are under my bed, for keepsakes,
The Anansi spider, the outside,

gentleman grew up and turned rude
Looking at them steady hating they mad that my flows crude
Grew up to screw up by ludacris on repeat after school
I had some

I put my soul on these beats you be listening to my spirit
What ya hear bumping in yo speakers is me looking in the mirror
I’m still 10 toes for

perception has been warped
Maybe from the version of success that I was taught
And growing up I'd say was hard for me to open up and try express my inner

the 'Death of the Mother' into a dreamscape
cnd I shall have not a drop of glory, for all glory belong to He, and thus mine lay with His
So drip drip drip,

S.N.I.T.C.H.

Pharrell Williams

My Name Is My Name

2013

pallbearers how they carry you
So much for death before dishonor
Might as well have a robe and gavel like your honor
I just sit and wonder, play it by

a mockingbird
Uh, they wanna lock 'em in the cell again
For the product that he's selling 'em
My movement is still intelligent
Your movement is still

I ain't a sheep waiting for death
I'm going to war
I'm ready for death
Getting my bag
Step in the benz
Key in ignition
Foot on the gas
Wheels

The trail continues to wind_slow and steady how the snail keep slithering slime
My path never dictated by salt shaken heart for the operation even when I lost

I'm less for commotions
Let my stresses be opened out so the rest is more potent
Got the lesser version out so I could come back more cogent
Not

like a glared i had to make a
Stand in the mirror they ain’t terror by gang fellas /bout my cheddar get’m barreta as clever then my last letter /
Now

Nunca

Chino XL

I Told You So

2001

(Angel Speaks)
Chino my love, although many will come before you,
trying to be just like you, there will never be another you.
You've traveled so far

Welcome to my
Life
Welcome to my
Life

Welcome to my life
There's no side that I reside
Just a local walking by
Vocalizing for the broken

These suicidal thoughts just keep lurking in my brain
Left my note for you sealed and delivered by my pain

If I'm dead to you, here's my suicide