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This rap is a fix I am the fiend
Fuck all the fame just gimme the green
People not telling me this just a dream
Cause my sixteens a make an atheist

a coop State Blues ain't for me I won't make it my roots. Feet stink up the room I keep my secrets close; All my homeboys gone I Spin a disc wit ghost.

supply for the proper high - the cop's sleep stealer
Eyes on the price, quit hoping for legalize 
Demon lies painting all them stop signs in my life

losing a part of me anytime im winning

Damn Ave its your birthday
Shouldnt be in this position in the first place
Bri had got that call she made the worst

he ain't catching no sleep
And plus it's envy all around him ain't no trust in dem streets
And you can't play round with yo nose, cause that shit not

in the hat
If I want imma get it let's speak on the facts
He was speaking on talk now is ass like dead

Ion smoke dope where the wok at
Hand me perc

Coming from the bottom
They don't care about you
Coming from the bottom
Doin what we gotta
We keeping up
Wit the Joneses
Flaunting it
N I want it

sunken places niggas
Uplift they spirit
It's hunting season black man
Don't get caught wit ya hand on the carrot
Uh let me give this black man his merit

Glock 19
Pants sagging but it's holding up the pole
He fucked around now his body got a hole
Fuck her to sleep I got lean dick
He got stabbed by 4 foos

not always peachy growing up on these streets 
Could of been pimped by a n**** out here talkin' greasy 
But I prevail i excel network wit clientele

Way after midnight.
I couldn’t find sleep,
with you in my mind ...
I think of your smile,
All the time ...
My poems blaze up
When you look at me
Like

of love and pull me aside

tonight is your night
and you’re fine in the moonlight
just enough to be clear
and right by your side
with the wit of a fool eye

Hello There

Cagedbaby

Hed Kandi: Serve Chilled, Vol. 59

2006

And you're my only one, my only one delight
And when you sleep-talk, yeah, I write the things you say
And I interpret that you wanted me to say

Give me

on the highway to hell from here
Blessed by the night, holy and bright
Called by the toll of the bell
Oh Mr. Crowley did you talk to the dead
Sleep with the devil

me and my partner Sonny built
Her straight out of scratch
And he rides with me from town to town
We only run for the money
Got no strings attached
We

It's too late, too ask you for forgiveness
And it's too late for you too ask me for permission
We were the illest always by each others side
I was

to know
Paid dues, I hate rules so I made my own
Pushing on a open road fighting off sleep
5am whipping solo until I eat
Major key don’t play me for cheap

Move On

The Wildhearts

Riff After Riff

2004

and automatically
Hit a bystander, young girl named Amanda
The slugs in her back by this cat buggin no crap

Another rugrat, somebody tell me where the loves

I Don't Give a Fuck

Nature

For All Seasons

2000

secrets bein' spilled out, soon as it happens the pigeons talk
I try to keep her close by, don't mind lettin' go
let her know who the fuck she wit'
like any

rendezvous? We’re bound to stray far
I’m the kind to ease your mind by taking ya to the graveyard! 
Step out to the city, but’cha don’t know me
Take my wits

Excellent, 2017

Sho Baraka

The Narrative

2016

to hold me up and a pharaoh to beef wit'
Just point me to the promise, I'm exiting Egypt

Hold up, I know you don't want no problems now
Break it down,

T-shirt Weather in the Manor

Kano

Made in the Manor

2016

finished
Man just wanna make an album, mind my business
All this gangster shit, who wants to sleep with the fishes?
Success has a price and it's pretty

on someplace, somewhere over it

Pretending to sleep, don't bother talking to me
But these shaky knees and my ADHD
Give me away, hate being awake
So try

I could just sleep all day
To keep you in my head

Pretend that by some miracle, it's something I'm not (something I'm not)
Mistakes I tend to think