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can’t fight so it was nothing not to spray my picture different by the way same life style but different through the day I’m with my niggas who gone spray

but niggas still cant measure
Lackin' by inches, no burnin' bridges
Once you in the sights prepare for a lynchin' you done
Yea I'm on the road, hop in I

think that I've found my home - I'm gone

This circus cycle family 
If faces aren't so strange 
Faces becoming more familiar
Day by day
Sharing

so hard to face it
i know you'll make it with me

i see a man with his back to the wall,
who's been sleeping at night under a bridge up the road.
what

on the road and don’t know where you’re going
I’m my own foe so can I be heroic
Me against me, my only opponent (What’s your why)
Took some time (What’s your

when I transmit
I am the man-a of the family 'cause the pants fit
I want to let forensics prove, that I can mends groove
With the thread from needle

true
Hanging by a
Thread's how I live
I don't know why but
I feel more comfortable

Livin' in my agony
Watching my self-esteem
Go up in flames

as I almost fail to notice that my phone ringing
I didn't know the number still answered the call by choice
Quickly remembered once I heard that voice

Tree of Hearts

Unlinked Artist

Country Picks, Vol. 45

1998

of an eye 
Somehow fifty-seven hears flew by 

Fifty-eight, fifty-nine
Sixty he missed Caroline
At sixty-one Michael knew 
There wouldn't be a sixty-two

some racks to my dentist
Keys in the trap and they're smellin' like lemon
Fuck 12, gave broski eleven
GG come home from a seven (seven)
22, come home

Figure out a master plan to make us go bigger
If it ain't about the family nigga don't bicker
You gotta be a tenant before you can rent it out
Saying keep

There's no seeing the other end of this bridge from here
Holding on to the edge of my seat 'till we really get there
There's no tellin' if the ocean

Tried to fit into the box it was not my size
Wiped eyes
Forgive me for the road that I take
I gotta leave and I don't know if it's a blessing or fate

came through the port
Live by the code die by the code
so much cane done came thru this city we named 40th street Bird Road
Who made Opa-Locka? Who knows

Old (So High)

Kottonmouth Kings

Hidden Stash

1999

boggling

[Chorus]
I'ma get you so high,
I'ma make that ass fly,
Pack up the bong stand by,
I'ma get you so high

[Bridge]
Here I go my mind starts

(Ah)
Living off business decisions I made back when I was eighteen (Ooh)
She pouring my cup, by seven my mind off, feeling Spacey (Ah, Woah)
I been

come undone
We lost blood lost souls lost wives and lost fathers 
cs T Roy and Confederates saw ghosts beside waters
But still up on the road and still

blowing

Seven Winters, barely started, Vani, B, and me
AaronMac had just departed like he Leo D
A kid who bad with all his dollars and explaining things

A Halloween photo when I dressed up as a witch 
Gotta bring my Lego model of the Golden Gate Bridge 
My Harry Potter snitch, my Harry Potter wand 
Seven frogs I

out life
Endless cycle I can tell
You gotta unwind a little,
So come sit with me

VERSE 1

On the balcony you decorated, after educating 7th graders
I

volume good
Yea
Alright

Grew up in a family that had twenty one shooters
And we was banging sevens like we grew up with Luka
Gamble with my life, balling

cause I don't have to think
Big Body B7 Alpine tank
I got a quarter-mile outside kink
Full Bolt On & it's all in sync
I do a fly by, passing the precinct

I pray my lil bros fixes up and leaves the road side
On two feet than being stretchered off with closed eyes
If you know you know I really was

slow
Smoke you out
God body
Feeling like the devil
At his shoulder nigga
Overtime
Times up
Life's hard
Man up
Lesson learned
Live it up
Road less