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like Marley
Cause everything gone be fine
Ready for whatever it’s too late to hit that rewind
Ima hood angel, stay protected by my DE-MONS
These nighas

grade draft pick
But I've drafted
Nuff sounds and all the while studied the classics
But now class is
Dismissed, I'll give in to these sounds in my head

thinkin' in my mind "What the fuck happened?"
Groggy and it's prolly 'cause I had too much bubbly
And the Marley had me high, I'm lookin' for my clothes

una, she don't wanna make her head Bob like Marley
But she my favourite one cause when I start filming she thinks iCarly
Oh no, shawty, I'm tryina get-

Brah tell me would you stand in my trenches?
Yeah, how could you stand for the truth?
The truth is, you can't stand your reflection
We got the bottles

I still remember all them bullets hitting on that shed
Whistles flying by our head
God damn these niggas want us dead
They wanted to fill us up with

got expensive taste
I'm just tryna live keep my head in my own space
I had took too many pills now my mind is all erased
Over high swerving driving with

Yea
Came around to heat the season for all my siblings call me Marcus Realer
Am making a Marcus Garvey movie with Malcolm up in it
With Murtala

n' bake
Head rocks as the reggae plays
Then I switch it to eight-O-eights
Syrup runs on my Eggo plate
Spilling to the grapes and crepe
Bout to bow

the words out
And then the word spreads
Every single dollar he took
Is on his head
He want to live it up
Eat smoke drink it up
Even in his wildest dreams
He

The blood scene followed by catch up
Peep the cinematography
A chopped up body found in the dry, spin it
Now who gone clean this mess up?
I'm from

developing
Your symptoms have you frazzled
Mix it up, pour a cup
The epicenter of the party
Live it up, only young once
Now you bout to burn some Marley

You

it"
I no longer need to ask permission
My old man, he said, don't slack and get it
Got my head down, I'm with it

I see it, I want it, I get it
Fighting

We are not blinded by your fake show (ego)
Power in our hand and we know so
We been patient for a while leaders
Working so hard for the figure
We no

too much
Headed to the top don’t touch my rope
Boy you better not let this shit go
Invest in ya self and go where you go
Keep ya head high no matter how

got verses and words no peas or birds.|My bitch still keep the 45 tucked in her purse.|I got leather and wood sittin on some big ass shoes you not

foolishly...


Can anybody in the party show me where the weed is at so I can smoke
heavy off into this reggae beat my feet start movin' everybody groovin'
who

neighborhood
But this ain't pop though, R&B or disco
Reggae or calypso, that's playin in my radio
It's that funk yes, won't settle for less
Sheeit, I must be

crumble, when the sight is live
Don’t you nuggets don’t stumble,
Rumble. When I jump I stomp the concrete,
Bob Marley fire so you know my life complete,
Got

Devil

Swollen Members

Dagger Mouth

2011

stage diving
Life's perfect, keep driving
Sick serpents in my service
Keep feeding until I'm worthless

Now I'm nervous, hand shaking
Sense

now my design is new
I smoke like a loose, not involved in cigs or tools
I just light raps like Marley's, parlay with the crew
Uh-ugh, uh-ugh,

I'd like them
Parties turn to Orgies I don't even stop'em
Liquor barely gone I know my girls be plottin
Got these studies in my head
They just help me

A Pound a Day

Virtuoso

Word War II: Evolution of the Torturer

2004

like I love Lucy
my crib is crawling with blunt roaches and
when I'm feigning, I exterminate them by them
lit the dro, in a optimo sizzle slow
hit

have to gimme some time
I'm ashamed of the shit that still live rent free in my head
I'll evict that shit sooner or later
For  now get to the paper
But