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Another one of them long ass breaks. Damn, Brother Ali where the you been? What, you disappear?
Stop the presses me couple seconds
Let my friends whats up with big brethren
New new beard a new record
a few adjustments I want to discuss it
In a of pain and sadness
Never wouldve that a taste of success
been the first time I ever got depressed
I know Im blessed I couldnt adjust
In life all I knew how to do is fight
on the playground fighting for the mic
Trying to a life with an insane wife
Fighting for a little bit of time in the
Then I got a a car and house
No one left to fight with but
Gained a lot of wasnt thinking about my health
Maybe the Im making could help
I cant drive cause this albino
Told you I was legally thats legit
Ant
to have to scoop the kid
So I bought a crib a couple blocks his
Thats the friend I ever had
Like a to me a borderline dad
Maybe making a record will get me on
fix whatevers wrong with my head
I jumped back in the basement at
Made the album Us in a of months
But I cant lie to yall I lost
Energy I brought been a bit off
Couple moments though of course
Babygirl Puppy and The Travelers
I toured two years off album
Was on the road ten out of one of them
my BK
My coach slash DJ
Literally been with me day one
Had a lot of times had a lot of fun
Long story short he got hell of a
Catastrophe near ended her life
Brought our out to Hawaii
These fuckers got on

He said "I to talk to you Ali
This is you were born to do, but not me"
So after two thousand and ten
Say goodbye to my but not my friend
My career aint it just grew
rock(ed) the

Close to smell Beyonces perfume
But it just the same without dude
Couldnt slow me no lord
Stayed on the and the busses and cars
Brought a young DJ the squad
Sucker quit on me cause I toured too hard
Then me and Ant had connecting
If I was here then he was there
or recording with Atmosphere
What the hell's goin on with my
Within a year my disappeared
Got a phone call on the 4th of
My dad died, he suicide
Shit should've been for him
Had to fly home Europe to bury him
Im sorry, I need a
Bismillah...)
Trying to this marriage together
But me and my baby barely see other
Im in France the fans taking pictures
Shes with the kids making dinner doing
She aint got to worry bout me screwing other
But that aint enough to make a woman feel
If we dont to intersecting
We got no choice but grow in different -Damn
I got phone call again
You know the kind you want to get
Mikeys mom couldnt get a of him
And him dead in his apartment
Just in tears
wont get over that in all my years
Ill forever
A day later a plane to

And the next month my life
Listening to God in the sites
Inklings I had all my
Suddenly presented in plain sight
Any doubts I had the mic
And or not what I write is right
Fell out of sight like the tears on the
Now Im going harder than I did before
Got a couple of beat from

Genuine dude and his music is

to hold my dates
Roll the I got something to say
So, Im gonna go make this album. Let me start it off though