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I was at the studio with Slenda and TG
We chasing a dream, we have been running a mile
We never grow tired, we are inspired, by our

Going Off

Bavu Blakes

Create & Hustle

2002

the next man used
You're not inspired impressed involved enthused
Instead lullabied by whatever they said
Insulted in fact 'cause what was catapulted

care 'bout nothing 'cept to get this album out dog
Fuck e'ry body in the world of this outlaw

Coming to you live from my home studio
In south side

canned food
Live by the morals that we grew up with
Can't tell us what we can or can't do
561 to the 305 welcome to south Florida we gon' rise
From

of the crowd
I got desire to be great
If You turn on me you fake
When I step inside a studio
Don't need a second take
I'm just tryna live my life
And You tryna

would be: MC Nice, The Big Help, too
Lil Sammy to boot, hip hop's helping-est group
We in the booth, full plates for the record
Not the studio, no, it's

favorite teams in the league
Thought that we could make it to the league
We live Godless in a nation under God
Divided by the flag under red and blue frauds

nigga
Riding down the city
Ya know 45 south
Yeah
Exit off of telephone road
Then we hit wayside
Yeah wayside studios
Ya know what i mean
Ayyye
Jacob

Hey...
I'm just calling cause...
Cause I kinda miss you, you know

Chilly chilly vibes in the studio
Waking up and I'm feeling kinda slow
Really

in the deep end
I've been pushing for the wave
They all got swallowed by the quicksand
Double cup so we sipping
Can't let my purple go missing
2 cups

It's the Brown Picasso
Painting pictures
The listener's the addict
I'm the heroine injection
Proud brown skin
Complexion; South Asian
Someone you

could get purged where they standing
Peace love and purge ima show you was hatning
Set up a studio all for the ranting
Built up my branding
Packaged

cheese because my brodie said it
Collect call this the wrong way to talk to Kevin,
R.I.P Fox I know big homie on his way to heaven
Man we all we just live

down to the south pole where it's always cold
Can't stand the heat in this motherfucking studio

Niggas doing anything for the clout
If I get it I ain’t leaving u out
Dats what a team is about
I’m from New Jersey deep in the south
Where niggas ah

fair
'Cause no matter how you slice it, man, I'm halfway there

I was sayin' this morning to my better half
Thinkin' 'bout half-lives makes me laugh

Yeah I come from the way south entrance
Latin kid with influences
But now the north is where I be
Living life everyday happily cause I
Live life

the mind, like freeing the sound
100 miles north of South Kerr, she get at me now
For real 
I just had to let myself breathe
I just had to let myself live
Had

it's cold outside
& I could use some minutes too
She don't call my phone all day
I know she ain't playing by the rules
Take a step back
So I can take my

This the start of something new
That lil boy mama moved from the east to the south finally grew 
And it’s fuck everybody like porn stars in a room

the lives from guns and knives and rich people lies
But south parks Ninja Club blew up, all gods gaffs and rainbow pubs
Extinguishing delinquency rack up

a guide body
We slide by, you tend it up High side, nah, we don't pop models
We just pop bottles, cause we good forever Couldn't live in the hood forever
I

on the south side
Only fuck with bitches that be down to ride
Hourglass figure it's so lovely, lovely
Only takes a minute and they love me, love me
I be in her

partied man, motha fuckers throwin' up, 
motha fuckers fightin' and shitÂ…DJ was whackÂ…
damn bout to party by myself man. Just sit back here and chill out,