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can't say I won't try

And to the ones thinkin' CHH was soft
I just pause, that kind of hate gets brushed off
God is just even though He loves all
I'm in

I'll drink til I'm drunk
Full up and sit down
And laugh in you
Fall I can't drown

Understand I need your voice so near
And laugh thrown soft

Enjoy these moments to spare
Looks like we're going nowhere
I left my path, got my wine
And saw the words on the wall
Our love's a cave in the dark

never shortened
I’m outspoken its enormous
Ideas in a surplus never shortage
Ideally for the love not the fortune
But if it comes I’m all for it
And give

Dodge that shit
Mind this
Positive kid
Kind of poet like
With his focus right
Cause his heart is away from money and fame
It's priceless in his veins
Wale

had a kill yet
Niggas in my path got me toting
Never can relax I keep smoking
Got kids goddamn must keep focus
I get so noid But can't show it

Wake up

Though I think it's hopeless
Tell me what is real
Put it into focus
Never mind man
Fuck it I'm a take it back
Doin time now
Locked into another path
Never

Though I think it's hopeless
Tell me what is real
Put it into focus

Never mind man
Fuck it I'm a take it back
Doin time now
Locked into another path
Never

I'll miss in the past,
And then maybe collisions when my path enters the dark,
The centre of my heart needs to reveal and feel that same path,
Cold

unborn, soft-spoken, no form
Synchronized warm poem that fits any time zone, any Divine home
Where many recite ohm, in a candlelight night tone, it's

Are you going to make the right move in you life?
Are you ready for the consequences?
Don't waste your time on superficial things
Keep the focus

girl i want you on spot
Girl it don’t matter we living
Long as you stand by my vision
We cooking up like we linked up and made this beat in the kitchen

Put one up in the sky 
Back and forth do it right
Side to side 
4am goin through it up all night 
They really think i’m soft i just never had

before you crash thinkin' that its sweet like skittles
Get too comfortable in sin, it taste sour just like pickles (uhh)
Might think im soft like

a path a fi hold it off dem nah go see me soft
Win the race before the bang go off them a tell me say I'm fast
Start it like it is ambulance them a tell me

Ain't finally do nothing, send in the troops
Living my life, I don't play by the rules
My boy a pro, yea he keeping the tool
We been outside, but you

the high shelf
Throw em out and make some space for the champion belt

Feeling like I'm in god mode, man, call it 10-D
Chained by the shackles of life,

Live forever and ever
Ghetto yutes
Live ooonnnn
Forever and ever
 
Yow
 
Blessed and protected by the most high
Couple killa close by just in case my

what to think
What to believe
How to act
When to cleave
Even how to achieve

I sit in disbelief
Reviewing laws 
Set by a man
Telling me how I 
Can freak

feels comfortable. When I say 4, breathe in deeply again.
And again release the air smoothly.

By the time I reach 0, your mind will be silent.

It’s okay

Love Is Love

AZ

Pieces of a Man

1998

in the winter having cookouts
Smack by witch, look out
I'm like Barnabas, crab niggas tryin' to conquer us
They mad 'cause we jump outta cabs,

Close to the Edge: The Solid Time of Change/Total Mass Retain/I Get Up

Yes

Yesstory

1992

the mention,
Passing paths that climb halfway into the void.
As we cross from side to side, we hear the total mass retain.

Down at the edge, round by

all retention
We savor the wrapping much more than the present
We focus on tool and reject its utility
Lost in tradition or drunk on the sentiment
Sour

Mista Tung Twista

Tung Twista

Runnin' Off at Da Mouth

1991

kiss ya, it's the Mista Tung Twista
Pumpin a rhythm, a lyrical styler
My tongue'll be flingin a funky pile of
Lyrical rhymes that's breakin em off in