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Hey Heyyy
I'm going through this pain all alone
I roll me a wood and I face it to the dome
Thinking about all my guys who got hit by the chrome
They all

I got scarred by my past
What happened to smiles what happen to laughs
Used to be happy and now I'm just sad
This world really crazy it change so

Yeah, aye
Praise to the most high
Skywalkin on Cloud 9
Praise to the most high
Skywalkin

It was written by God, but it came from Quinn
I might be

about paying me back
Before I relapse
Twenty dollars in the wallet for the relax
Wallow in my sorrow on the 8-track
Tryna be like Andre making 3 stacks

Bonded by ice
If it melts I'll die
Alright fine I'm filled with life
That flatlines the final line
So rise before it's time
The right device beside

the final chapter, you told me, volume three 
Yo, come through, eat niggas like ? You 
And tell them bitches in the back, that we want to fuck too 
We

, born out the womb wit blood type G
And my life like movie scenes, written and directed by Spike Lee
Snakes trying to my cop style, guaranteed they could

Better watch how you moving
They trynna
know my next move
I think they clueless
Dropped 3 albums
Just to prove it
Imma make it to the top
See how

the mist the queen snake
Slidin' through the police state
But these days I have to
Smoke like three jays just to catch a buzz
Running from the fuzz
Do

play bout it
You shed blood we shed blood
Ain't no way around it
In the trenches for so long that's how we trained bout it
We've been fighting to survive

that's a hyphen
Girl think she hot I be piping yuh
I got the blood of a Viking
Cutting snakes Python
Wide awake lightning
Three headed dog and I'm biting
I

to do business with you
When you can't even bust out the suit and tie
Do's and dont's can't prove me wrong
3rd eye for the insight

Live ya life I'll ride

me though

I'm trying to be the next Kendrick to these young folks
The world already hates us cause we born with three strikes stuck to our name
That's

it blood
Oh I’m tin man? Cause you walked away with my heart
Was that a secrete? I forgot— you always leave out that part
I gave them love

Eating You

Brotha Lynch Hung

Mannibalector

2013

Alright, alright this is how it went

I saw her in the woods by herself I had a knife
Perfect opportunity to take another life
Unfortunately I'm fucking

Tai Chi

Killah Priest

Heavy Mental

1998

I waited to get tips
From Egypts to sea ships, to bein' chased by new york
Cops out the precincts, and words was bricks
We buildin' projects

snakes through
These Carti glasses
I chop they head they blood
Splat on my jacket fabric
I get mine cause my game intact
Better be some of the illest shit

BEAUTIFUL GHETTO

 By TUCK 88
Featuring: MR. CHENJERAI 
Additional vocals by: N'DEA, FATNICE & MING XIA

VERSE ONE: TUCK 88

Look, I was eleven when

like the Glock hit em
Tried to keep the peace in my hood, but the block did em
Lil bitch was blind by the time that the watch hit her
How many snakes

Or only in your God alone?
Never mind bullets
How many snakes slither round my home?
Praying for my downfall and my
People to die as clones
Or maybe it's

See a different vista with the seasons, niggas changed
Watch 'em, steady tweakin, I don't fuck 'round with no snakes
Keep it tunnel vision, I'm

The Bronx made us snakes
Calvin aint provide me and Calvin had to take
Picture facing ya dad while wearing his face
Bones had to do dat my brother by the way

without my faith
I swear by the passage of time
Mankind is in a loss state
Except for the ones that believe in God
You know the ones who keep the faith

Lived there till I was ten
It's the land of wood and water
Let's go back there again

I didn't play ludi
But I ran snakes and ladder
Dominoes, cricket
I'm