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sleep)
And I can't close my eyes
Them blessings after me
And I'll be all the way up (Way up)
Trust me, I'll be all the way up (Way up)
And I've been up all
hard to follow
When agony won't lay the rest
You are the future that's in the past
Bombs away, generation of hate will last
Bombs away

Then committed,
sometimes we gotta find our creator
I defeated Father Time, was raised by Mother Nature
In the projects, tenement walls, sudden withdrawals
A true rebel is
sometimes we gotta find our creator
I defeated Father Time, was raised by Mother Nature
In the projects, tenement walls, sudden withdrawals
A true rebel is
the television
Not confused between a puppet or conviction
Glued to the screen by a thousand shallow words of wisdom
It ain't what it seems when it's a single
because a lot of things broke your way
Those breaks don't come easily for the rest of us
There was never a plan - there was never backup, not for this
My
up his kids
Now watchin' mamma cry
And they pick it up, cause they learn everything
Life has a funny way of going in a ring,
End up growing up in
I'm on my grind, it feel like it's time, a nigga been chasing the bag
A thousand and running you know how I'm coming, the boy been getting the cash
high
Gettin by
Livin' life
Like if you won't ever
Die Da da
It's only today
Tomorrows too late
We all on our way
To the star dust
From dust we all came
am
Being attacked by your accusations simply
Because i got us
In court to help fix this the custody matter?
Why did i have to take you to court to see
Cant nobody fuck with any of my cookups 
By the way I move you’d think I’m monte booker
Keep it on the hush I don’t speak on all my hookups
Imma fuck
End of a generation
Imposed for the survival of the future
Baptized by fire
Trenches decorate just like the
Graves for the sons of nations
Five hundred
a thousand miles east

Fifty dollars and a gas card in my pocket
That I'm thinkin' might already be maxed out
That's just one of those little, crazy things
on the perpetual stone
You´re the holder of the key left by the heaven people
They promised to return to show us the path to the stars
Last generation of fire
juvenile
Thin line between getting Bucks and gettin' wild
Brooklyn style, hundred thousand miles
Parquet tiles, leavin' ankles broke in a pile
Son got
juvenile
Thin line between getting Bucks and gettin' wild
Brooklyn style, hundred thousand miles
Parquet tiles, leavin' ankles broke in a pile
Son got
sees the butterfly as weak
And figures out a way to pimp it to his own benefits
Already surrounded by this mad city
The caterpillar goes to work
basic
Bury them all with the bats in the basement
Way too much thinking for this generation
My songs be stories I need my own playlist
Fuck the enemies
that era dominated by the Generation Z
Who gives a damn about your looks when money makes you sexy

One hunnid ones
One thousand tens
Ten thousand
niggas can't hit
In that era dominated by the Generation Z
Who gives a damn about your looks when money makes you sexy

One hunnid ones (Yeah)
One thousand
Parnado The Way That I'm Stressing You Niggas I'm Gone
Rest In P.  Rickado Markardo Our Nigga Be Gone cnd We Better Be Strong
Life Is Soo Hard But ct Least
picking flowers in the morn
Oh, lord I am weary
Generations will pay
All debts are paid
All grudges forgiven
Now I rest in a quiet place by the sea
Two thousand and seventy-three
Two thousand and eighty-four
Two thousand and ninety-three

Light years ahead
You and me gon' be gettin' down
Two thousand and seventy-three
Two thousand and eighty-four
Two thousand and ninety-three

Light years ahead
You and me gon' be gettin' down

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