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apart I can't escape from the ghosts of days gone by
See the future through the past like I had Odins eye dirty deeds done cheap I can't rectify nah I'm

going all out
And that's word to my niece

Spoil my plans
I don't think so man
Be'cause you just get juked by the slip of the hand
Word to abnormal live

Maintain

Dave East

P2

2018

Young nigga growin' up, now I just wear plain jane
Them niggas ain't built like us, them niggas lame, lame (bitch!)
Money keep calling my line,

to the system, since the age of three
Got touched by foster pops, could've been a stage three
But fear equals silence, so the man remained free
Continued to wreak

understood
Let’s get back to this good good good
Me and marry Jane love strong I just
Had to Rick James make a song bout this
Let me and Thre3-0 have fun bout

Oh, we are live, y'all
One, two, three, four, a revival
Five, six, seven, eight, inside, y'all
Nine, ten, it don't stop
Let's do it again, let's

Everday Struggle

The Notorious B.I.G.

Ready to Die

1994

I don't wanna live no more
Sometimes I hear death knocking at my front door
I'm living every day like a hustle, another drug to juggle
Another

Babe come closer
Why are you so far away? I'm cold

Prophecy fulfilled
An addiction to the thrill was overshadowed
By my constant inability to feel

never lived
I can't wait
For a day that you need to be saved
And I'm not in reach
Because you are my Gwen Stacy
You are my Jane, Mary
And I wish that I

got needs
I'm on a level you cant reach but i know i need help

Growing up it wasn't easy seen my sister get beat
By my family around 3 cuz she got

with me

When next he came the dinner things were lying all about
For Jane that day was busy, and 'twas Margaret's 'Sunday out'
Two silver forks was

the life we live)
Her name was Jane and she spread her legs
For all of the twelfth grade, she was the way to get laid
She was the definition of a hoe, doing

feel me now
I'd rather die in prison, than to be a broke nigga
Live my life in the kitchen, into bakin' pies
One of my addictions, on the mound
95

Popped three addys, made six songs
In 12 hours, do I got your satisfaction
All hits by the way close to perfection
If I died today, would I have made it

up with mutter 
They elect theirselves as our leaders then paint us as super predators  

Chain Gang 3 Fiths
All my niggas savage bitch
 Chain Gang 3

Uh
Uh
Uh huh
Uh huh
Running through the city
No you can't fuck with me
Flexing with my whole team
We gone corrupt the scene (Yeah)
I used to live

of halogen glow

Now I'm reminiscing 'bout bands like Jane's Addiction
And all the records by the Ramones
Put it on again, it's hit the end
Always left us

Log on in and face your fate
Starve to death and waste away
Calm your craving day by day
Freedom what you gave away
Log on in and face your fate

and leave
Hey slow Jane, live your lie
Slow, slow jane, fly on by

blessing
Don't pray to rocks or to figures
I pray by the scripture
Cos with God
I ain't got do no guessing
Messing, Stepping
Live like resin
Like I was his

tell me how to live it
Music is my passion so I turned it to a vision
Started as a hobby but now it's like an addiction
Kela got the flow that be cutting

you all day, yeah
So many songs dedicated to a bitch like you
Heard 'em niggas call you Jane, bet they wanna marry you
Hope you feel the same way, hope

with 3 dollars!
	In addition the addiction 
	It subtracts your intuition 



Hook:
My names Migo and I have a drinking problem 
Hello Migo
Hello Drinking

Think it's by design, lowkey
Party like it's '99 getting high to pass the time slowly
If you're from '99 let me make a toast
Let's have a drink
Cause it's